Sundays feature a movie review. The column's title is a play on the title of Jules Dassin's 1960 film, Never on Sunday.
I first laid eyes on
Christopher Hitchens's 2010 memoir,
Hitch-22, in the
Yankee Bookshop in Woodstock, Vermont, which beautiful town I remembered fondly in
yesterday's post. I read the memoir last year, and one of the many passages that fascinated me was Hitchens's account of meeting
Margaret Thatcher. It must have been in 1974 (when Hitchens was 25 years old), soon after she became the leader of the Conservative opposition: