Shock, horror. I am considering changing the title of the book. Should anyone reading this have strong views, do let me know them.
Kicking the bar was something Dad and I did together if he didn't have time for a walk. We strode up and down the terrace overlooking Richmond Hill, and 'kicked the bar'. It was a tradition imported from Aberystwyth, where the phrase and practice originated (Aber has a long promenade).
Huw Wheldon: Drunken by the Wine of a Noble Aim is the front runner. Huw Wheldon: Let the Voices Sing is another possibility. Huw Wheldon: Baron of the Box is a third. All would be described as "a filial biography".
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