My wife insisted that I was not 'Bob's boy,' says Hunter
Bob Robinson always seemed too literary, intellectual, upmarket and refined to be a mere Sunday-tabloid hack. And yet that was where I first met him when, in 1959, I joined the staff of the Sunday Graphic. ...
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