Sunday, 14 September 2014
One day, the world will come to know the wit and witticisms of the poet Rob Wilson – dark, mysterious, funny. His first book of poetry, Free Will and the Clouds, is out now; and he is one of the most naturally gifted writers I’ve ever known.
But to me, he’ll always be a comrade in arms. We survived the evil, evil politics of Bauer Media, where I was always amused by the countless hot women (and the occasional cat-lady) who’d stop at his desk for a chat for no particular reason.