Hillary Clinton, junior Senator for New York, is surrounded by people. She walks into the Ritz in London in the midst of six huge security guards, two press secretaries and a selection of other folk who seem to know what they are doing while appearing to do nothing much really. "We're going in the lift, Senator," says a short man very slowly to Hillary Clinton, as if she has a mental age of seven. "And then we can get you some tea." "Your room's on the fifth floor," says a woman wearing pink high heels. Later on she tells me...