There Are Some Things One

I Ought Not To Speak About The Dead Because The Dead Are All Over The Place.

The Room I Wrote In 1957, And I Was Really Gratified To Find That It Stood Up. I Didn't Have To Change A Word.

I Saw Len Hutton In His Prime, Another Time, Another Time.

Sometimes You Feel You Have The Truth Of A Moment In Your Hand, Then It Slips Through Your Fingers And Is Lost.

The Companion Of Honour I Regarded As An Award From The Country For 50 Years Of Work - Which I Thought Was Okay.