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Miles Kington began his writing career at Punch, before going on to write a daily column for The Times, followed by the Independent. When he died in 2008, he left behind an archive of correspondence.
He’d kept copies of every letter he had sent or received for the best part of fifty years, letters to and from the great and the good of the arts – Terry Jones, Melvyn Bragg, Joanna Lumley, John Cleese, Philip Larkin, Kenneth Williams and many more. My Mother, the Bearded Lady is a selection of these effortlessly entertaining letters, chosen and edited by his wife, Caroline Kington.
‘A handsome handful of thick creaminess . . .’
‘Slightly Foxed is a handsome handful of thick creaminess, always with lovely covers, and would make a great present for someone who likes books, and for who you can never think of a remotely...
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