There are brilliant digressions, too, on Hardy's poetry, Lord David Cecil's generosity with the gin bottle and his own magnificently disruptive chairing of the 1994 Booker Prize committee. Monday's Daily Telegraph detonated. It's real on the one hand and somewhat unreal on the other. I didn't say it was all made up. . . They are composite characters. . . .
Parts are from real existence and parts are added from other people.
Now I dislike him for peddling what I fear to be lies. Anybody who knows him knows that the only part of his romp with Margot and Mella that is likely to be literally true is the stew in the pocket. So noisy was the scandal that nobody paid any attention to the reviewers, but they thought so, too. Schrodinger's Cat is an archetype. The usual Copenhagan interpretation of Schrodinger's Cat is a 'crock', but like any archetype it has multiple interpretations.