I’m in a pub in London, working on the paperback edition of Feminism: the ugly truth, and awaiting the arrival of Angry Harry for a pie and a pint. The pub’s very busy, and a couple of men just asked if they could sit at my table, and of course I agreed.
It soon became evident (they had to talk loudly, given the ambient noise) they were talking enthusiastically about the late British musician Marc Bolan. I was a fan in my mid-teens, and recall my friends finding that a bit naff. Brian (70) is concerned with the Marc Bolan School project in Sierra Leone, while Michael (55) is the driving force behind The Marc Bolan London Music Project.
Sometimes you meet the most intriguing people in pubs. Sometimes you don’t. It’s a bit of a lottery.
