I thought of Ted Hughes as quite an intimidating figure before reading Christopher Reid's excellent selection of his letters. Not someone you'd mess around with, or intrude upon. Now he strikes me as the quintessential good bloke, someone you'd be happy to spend time with. Likable in an uncomplicated way.
I'm most likely wrong, of course, but the impression is a very real one. And I'm sure he doesn't in any way strive to create it given how unforced and immediate the vast majority of the letters are.
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