A day out... Alan Bennet

Fucking hell; I've just checked in the LRB archives and it's true! I remember that day so well; we used to deliver to AB a lot and my controller, knowing I was an admirer, used to try and save those jobs for me. So there I was, on my way, thinking, I've got to think of something interesting to say, something to ask that he won't be expecting. And I thought about Cyril Connolly. There's no chance, I reasoned, that any courier will ever have asked him about Cyril Connolly.
So I did and we chatted briefly about CC (Cyril Connolly, that is, not Chris Crash). What, with typical modesty, he doesn't mention in his diary is that he had a look on his bookshelves to see if he had a certain book about CC that he wanted, very generously, to give me; sadly it was at his house in Yorkshire.
The time he called me a "poor sod" was a previous occasion when it was pissing down and I stood on his doorstep dripping and a little tongue tied.
Anyway since the CC incident I have often joked about him relating this unexpected conversation in his diary; never, ever, imagining that he would. I know it's pathetic and gushing and risible but to have made it in to AB's diary is as satisfying an experience as I have ever had; admittedly there is not much competition.
Thanks Jonty; I thought I had read all of AB's published diaries but somehow it slipped by.

That, is amazingly cool. I'm vicariously thrilled for you Will.