I first met Wil 31 years ago. Over those years we were to spend thousands and thousands of hours together, in offices, in cars, on trains, on ferries, on planes. We probably spent more time together – family excepted – than with anyone else. And what we did for those thousands and thousands of hours was to talk, almost exclusively, about people who didn’t exist. We talked about lives that weren’t really being lived. We made up stories.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
On the Guild website, a tribute by Rob Gittins to Welsh scriptwriter William Jones who died earlier this year.