The first time I met Hannah Christian, she later told me that she was in a Lower East Side bar afterwards where the barman was Irish and when she said “I just met an Irish woman, her name is Aisling” he said “Well, Aisling who? There’s loads of Aislings”. And then, because it is a small world after all, when she said my surname, the chap said “Oh my friend babysits for her”.