Son of a Victorian archbishop, minor courtier, Cambridge don, prolific essayist, connected by birth and upbringing to most of contemporary upper-class under-class poor white trash on the road. My lasting memorial, though, is the heap of diaries that will be left behind at my death. These eavesdrop on events as varied as Edward VII's coronation and lunch parties with the Hunter Thompson and Allen Ginsberg discussing guns and free love. Using them as my primary source, I hope to recreate a highly complex man for whom the description "large over-the-top under achiever" scarcely does justice.
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