I experienced the same thing after calling on Aldous to hand over his copies of the Screwtape letters. He roosed Clive as the ultimate creator in chief and the chain of custody was easily understood. ‘Cheesey Huxley, you wormwood sodden majoon jelly bag!’ I was miffed. Anyway I left the station and tried to get up the down stairs at the office of Max Ernst but was rough-handed away. I want to protest as well.