I went with my friend Brian Jones to see Hunter Davies giving a talk about – what else – The Beatles. In 1967, as a young journalist with The Sunday Times, Hunter was commissioned to write their authorised biography. And he’s earned a handsome living from this association ever since. He was granted unfettered access and even sat in on the recordings of Sgt. Pepper. He was given similarly free access a few years later to Tottenham Hotspur to write the inside story of a football club. Hunter Davies has been around forever. He’s enjoyed a fabulous career but remains very down to earth. Too down to earth. He seems a very nice man but not a particularly clever one – very ordinary and provincial. Never a great writer, he’s just been incredibly lucky. Though perhaps he has been very clever. He may have worked out, back in 1967, that luck is when preparation meets opportunity.
Oh Lucky Man.

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