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Bad Sex

Always a fun headline to frolic with, particularly as an email subject line to prim but literary pals.

Brilliant idea by the clever and waspish Auberon Waugh for a writers award for particularly bad descriptions of sex.

I was at the first Literary Review party where the victors were torn between the usual scribes' craving for honours and the humiliation of reading their gems aloud to a roomful of London's brightest and cruellest literati.

Very funny and the champagne flowed, as did it often round dear Bron. Much missed.