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Absent Friends

I met Francis Bacon in the early Sixties in a magnificent private house in Knightsbridge. I had been taken there by a friend of mine. Francis and I talked about Egyptian art. He had a passion for it. As it happened I had just bought a book about it...

MELVYN BRAGG ON FRANCIS BACON

“EVERYBODY HE BUMPED INTO GOT A TEN OR TWENTY-POUND NOTE. I SWEAR THAT A MILD MAN COMING OUT OF THE GENTS’ SUDDENLY FOUND HIMSELF PRESENTED WITH THIS UBIQUITOUS GIFT”

He talked in an actorly way. Of the old school. He spoke very well. His best moments were when he was fiercely, even savagely, declaring one of his immovable convictions. Or when that pleasant cadenced voice swooped into camp, quite often coruscating about people, paintings, places he mocked or loathed. As in the way he walked; something of the Regency dandy.

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