Diary
Andrew O’Hagan: A City of Prose, 4 August 2005
“... The London Review sent out prose, and poems, from that building every fortnight, and one day a young man came to the door with a bomb strapped to his back. Standing in the square the other day, trying to ignore the statue of Mahatma Gandhi – it’s not hard to ignore, both because of its ugliness and the minatory nature of his peaceableness – I reached ... ”