“I like to say that when I smell flowers,” Josh Kennedy-White says, “…when I smell roses, I think of funerals, not weddings.”
And so it begins. The initial inference seems to be that Kennedy-White (JKW hereinafter) is a pessimist. At second glance, however, the 53-year-old Australian seems to be anything but, with a confident, almost exuberant energy that is quite affecting. He said he was going to turn up to our meeting wearing a beige linen suit and I didn’t believe him, but he was true to his word, and looked every inch the international man of mystery that I expected him to expect me to expect him to be.
It’s often tricky to look shevelled in a linen suit, but JKW carries it off well enough. Come on! If the
