Only David soddin' Malouf, author and all round national treasure. And very nice he was too. I went to a talk he gave at the library up the road from my office and was in the line to have my book signed afterwards, but as I got closer to the table I was seized with a sudden panic - I've never been in the position to meet a writer I admire so much before, and had no idea what to say. 'I liked your book. It was really, really, really...good' doesn't quite cut it. I ended up asking him a question about something he'd mentioned in his talk, and he gave me a short but gracious answer, and pointed me towards the source material. So hooray, I met David Malouf and managed not to make a total dick of myself. Win.
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