FYI: http://indexed.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-knew-science-fiction-didnt- have-to.html
George http://ivebeenmugged.typepad.com --- In scifinoir2@yahoogroups.com, "brent wodehouse" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > http://books.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,2267284,00.html > > Brave new worlds > > Michael Moorcock fondly remembers his friend Arthur C Clarke, the Ego, > visionary and gentleman > > Saturday March 22, 2008 > > The Guardian > > > I was a very young journalist of 17 or so when Arthur C Clarke invited me to celebrate his birthday before he returned to Ceylon, where he had recently settled. The party was scheduled for November 5 in north London. Flattered to be asked, I gave up plans to get drunk and do exciting things with explosives and set off into the terra incognita of Tottenham where Arthur's brother Fred lived a modest and respectable life. A bottle in my pocket, I knocked at the door to be greeted by Fred. "It's round the corner," he said. "I'm just off there myself." He turned a thoughtful eye on the bottle. "I don't think you'll need that." <snip>
