I found myself thinking about James Morgan, former economics correspondent for the BBC World Service.
A highly amusing and idiosyncratic individual, he gave me and my wife a large meat cleaver as a wedding present. Knives are supposed to be bad luck as wedding presents, but the marriage and the cleaver are still going strong. Sadly James died a couple of years ago, but rarely does a crushed clove of garlic go by without thinking of him.
He was once preparing for a live interview, and the presenter asked him if he could think of any good questions. James duly fed him one, and when he asked it, live, on air, James said “Well, that’s a particularly naive question, if you don’t mind me saying…”