Hitch, Mart and their “inexhaustible conversation about womanhood in all its forms”

A rare moment of prescience. In Friday’s Independent, I released a brief but heartfelt cry of anguish about the narcissistic doings of Martin Amis, Christopher Hitchens, Anna Ford, Clive James and any other ageing literati who belonged to an informal dining club  back in the 1970s. I mentioned at some point that the on-stage conversation… Continue reading Hitch, Mart and their “inexhaustible conversation about womanhood in all its forms”