that's interestings. thanks. wld love to hear more about your encounter, like, what did you talk about? if you can remember!
I think he went on about his admiration for his namesake (uh) Bernard Levin, how admiring he was of him. I think. Hannibal's Footsteps was out then, I'd read it, didn't really know Levin was a Sunday Times columnist, right-wing panda.
He had lovely hands - goyaesque in a non-goyaesque kind of way.
Smoked my packet of Parilaments in a jiff. I was a student. It was Jeffrey. I didn't care, even if I didn't really know who he really was.
I woke up thinking I'd met Quentin Crisp's hardnosed brother.