ABSTRACT
It was ten o’clock on a bitterly cold and wood-stove polluted night in mid-January, 1998, and Kidder was setting up the tripod and checking sound levels for our interview with Eduard Shevardnadze. But if the Silver Fox could actually recall the distinctive voice and face of Canadian Premier Trudeau’s companion that glasnost evening back in the late 1980s, he did not let on during our one-hour taped conversation, and Margot did not feel it appropriate to remind him of her temporary First Lady (or Mistress) of Canada status. In fact, she was making every effort to maintain the lowest profile she could, that of second camera operator for a BBC television documentary I was shooting about conflict resolution in Georgia and Abkhazia.1
