[art] Every Picture Tells A Story — Jon Ronson on a family portrait …
‘A few years ago, John Birt came in for lunch. My father approached his table: “Are you John Birt?” he asked.
“Yes,” said John Birt.
“I wonder if you can help,” said my father. “The TV reception in this area can be all crackly and fuzzy. Can you do anything about this?” I think my father wanted John Birt to get on to the roof and fix the aerial.
“We spoke about all sorts,” my father told me on the phone afterwards. “The problems I’m having with my car – he couldn’t believe that it’s been in the garage six times.”
“Oh, and he hasn’t heard of you,” added my mother, on the extension line.’