'I'm leaving you all my books - except the dirty ones' by Julia Jones
‘I ’m going to leave you all my books,’ said Uncle Jack. ‘Except the dirty ones,’ he added hastily. I was quite relieved by this. Jack (1915-1990) was my father’s older brother, my much loved godfather and my mother’s dear friend. ‘I would have married you,’ he told her. ‘If I’d been that way inclined.’ (Typically he didn’t think to ask whether she would have liked to marry him.) Jack was talented and arrogant, embittered , opinionated, generous, charming, extravagant, good at hating as well as loving. I don't ever remember him taking much notice of other people opinions. Although towards the end of his life, when this book offer was made, Jack was living in a settled relationship with an affectionate younger man, he had a reputation for having been extremely promiscuous in the part, with rumoured fetish for leather & rubber excitements . I thought he was probably right to assume that section of his library would give more pleasure elsewhere . Jack’s sexuality was ce...