He was a writer, who was told he couldn't write by an editor.
Author of Airport, Hotel, et al
Died today in his sleep, at his home in Lyford Cay (Bahamas).
The capture submitted in his honour, is the only one that somehow seemed appropriate (the emptiness equates the loss). The spines are of 'PUNCH', an old established British publication, as proudly shown in the library of some fine high powered lawyers... as empty and factice, as some of their advice!
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