Douglas Adams and me, October 1983, back when I was a 22-year old Journalist. This was a test Polaroid that Henry the photographer gave me, taken while he was testing shots. I’m glad I still have it.
(This was back when I wore colourful clothes and also back when I smoked. And I wore tinted glasses because I thought they made me look older.)
Douglas is playing Marvin the Paranoid Android’s “How I Hate The Night” song on the guitar, but you can no longer hear him singing. It was too long ago.
This is old, but still one of my favourite blog posts ever. Still makes me tear up every single time.
this is like a wet dream
Acabo de ler exatamente esse livro, e eis que isto me parece na timeline…
are both such incredible people.
so sad and not even adorable little 22-year-old Neil Gaiman...cheer me up. (Okay, maybe a...