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Karl Miller called me his ‘great white hope’. I failed him, of course

A remarkable professor helped start my writing career – I didn't know how remarkable until I read his obituaries this week

11 October 2014

9:00 AM

11 October 2014

9:00 AM

As I think I said in this column the other week, I used to sneak into English lectures at University College London, while officially studying at the School of Oriental and African Studies round the corner. I attended these lectures with such keenness and regularity that an English student called John Bradley, who now writes sometimes on Middle Eastern politics for this paper, one day asked me to contribute to the London Review — a UCL student literary magazine.

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