I had, literally, no sooner finished watching this Clive James interview with Jonathan Miller than I learned of James’ death last Sunday, publicised this afternoon.
A doubly sad day - James was clever, erudite and self-deprecating…and usually very funny when he chose to be. An uncommonly attractive set of attributes. I remember his warm smile and twinkling eyes as he signed the book for me. Sadly, reports of his death are no longer premature.