This story and the one that comes before it -- are there any words that mean better than brilliant? Shocking and amazing and are you in your mid-sixties that you remember Oxford in 1965? It's like you were there, like everything I've ever read about it, but so very lush and real in so few words. And then this story, the election; I remember that, it made the news in the States, even, the New York Times was awash in articles about it. I think my heart stitched itself back together spontaneously when the night porter announces a man in the lodge. I wait with bated breath the next instalment. You're genius at this. I'm blown away.