Sorry MrsReiver, though I am sorrier about the £350 MOT!
So. My friend is at Oxford doing Eng Lit in the early 1970s and his tutor is with him meeting a friend at the college gates. As the three of them walk into the town to a pub, friend works out who this man is. Once in the pub, tutor goes to the bar to order. Friend is sat asking himself what do you do in the presence of greatness?
Bill, friend, decides. Conversation goes:
Bill: I think we are two people with very famous names.
Tolkien: Really?
Bill: I am William Pitt. And you are JRR Tolkien. And I want to ask you a question.
Tolkien: Yes I am him. Is the question ?Why did I write The Hobbit??
Bill: No, I didn?t want to ask you that.
Tolkien: Well that?s refreshing. Ask away.
Bill: Well????.
What was CS Lewis really like?
