Horatio Clare agrees to let me interview him on his way to Carmarthen, where he is to give a life-writing class, but this will be a return match. I first interviewed Horatio twenty-two years ago. He was a skinny, scared sixteen year-old who had recently been expelled from Malvern College for smoking pot and was […]
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