I hired Boris Johnson to be my motoring correspondent in May 1999. We sat at the corner table, the one Princess Diana always used to have, and as Boris furiously made his way through the bang bang chicken, he accepted like a shot. “What a wizard idea,” he said, looking, rather alarmingly, like Doc Brown from the Back to the Future films. “This is going to be a lot of tremendous fun.”SponsoredWhich it was, until it wasn’t. I hired Boris for two very good and very pertinent reasons: he was not only a very erudite writer

Source: The Times April 24, 2022 11:35 UTC