There are a lot nicer parts of London to waste a rainy Saturday morning than the NW10 village of Wilesdon. The most exciting

shop's the Indian grocery where the spices have a shelf life so long you're not sure if you're buying curry powder or seven

months' worth of dust from the cars whizzing by. You could try to while away the hours in a record shop, but it's either Irish

folk stuff or a 45-minute trot through the drizzle to a little hole in the wall that's only got singles anyway. Why am I stuck

here in the first place? I'm waiting for Miss Sade Adu, who's three hours late, thanks to a negligent

publicist, scarfing down biscuits and tea and watching a repeat of the football (that's soccer in

American) match on telly in the kitchen of the Power Plant. Sooner or later Sade will roll

on in here to begin working on the follow-up to Diamond Life with Stuart Matthewman, Paul Denman, Andrew Hale

and their producer, Robin Millar, in the one tiny studio that's working. (The other one's under construction,