Showing posts with label Maudling. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 24 April 2018

I once asked him, in Annie's Bar, what sort of whisky he liked. 'Large ones'

He did not aspire to the Tory beau monde. He was solidly bourgeois and highly intelligent. He liked good wine, whisky and Havana cigars. He was not, however, at all fussy. I once asked him, in Annie's Bar, what sort of whisky he liked. 'Large ones,'

Alan Watkins, cited in D. Sandbrook, Never had it so good (2005), 514