A glimpse of Roald Dahl’s adolescent correspondence and childhood is all it takes to recognise a born writer. In their elegant script and with their impressive respect for the niceties of spelling and grammar, his letters home, signed ‘Boy’, display a descriptive flair, a delight in vocabulary and a relish for the unusual. Nor is there any question about his acuity: according to family legend, the first utterance by the infant Roald was, in Norwegian, ‘Daddy, why aren’t you wearing your slippers?’
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'He was not a revolutionary at all of course. He was only marginally a socialist. His tradition was rooted in the Liberal aristocracy, and his politics were entirely bounded by Parliament.'
From the archive, Paul Foot on Tony Benn's diaries.
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