Buchan's second son William was a wartime friend of my father's in London and in South-East Asia, and I remember meeting his son Jamie the novelist in Florence in the 70s, when each of us was on a university trip & our fathers thought we might get along. We had tea at the Villa Finaly where my French group was staying - he must have been 18 and apologised for not having finished reading La Recherche du Temps Perdu & "only" having reached La Prisonnière. At which stage I decided he was beyond my touch. We never met again, even though at times we worked for the same outfits, so I still can't decide whether he was just showing off.
(And odd friendships in parliamentary life have always existed, I think. My SFIO grandfather was very good friends with Philippe Barrès, son of Maurice and also an MP.)
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Date: 2012-09-23 10:29 pm (UTC)Buchan's second son William was a wartime friend of my father's in London and in South-East Asia, and I remember meeting his son Jamie the novelist in Florence in the 70s, when each of us was on a university trip & our fathers thought we might get along. We had tea at the Villa Finaly where my French group was staying - he must have been 18 and apologised for not having finished reading La Recherche du Temps Perdu & "only" having reached La Prisonnière. At which stage I decided he was beyond my touch. We never met again, even though at times we worked for the same outfits, so I still can't decide whether he was just showing off.
(And odd friendships in parliamentary life have always existed, I think. My SFIO grandfather was very good friends with Philippe Barrès, son of Maurice and also an MP.)