I read an astonishingly solipsistic interview of Sir Jonathan Miller on the BBC this morning. The main tenor of his grumbling was that at 79 many in the theatrical world consider him past it, his lack of employment being further exacerbated by his having accepted a knighthood for services to the arts.
He was knighted in 2002 but now asks that he is not addressed as Sir Jonathan. “I shrivel as soon as I hear anyone doing that,” he says. ”I have serious misgivings about having accepted it. It’s part of the general hemisphere of English snobberies in which titles are said to be so important. It goes with people who can boast about having been at Eton or having been in the Royal Horse Artillery. I was silly to have accepted,” he continues. “My children urged me in the end. They said, ‘Go on, Dad, you deserve it.’ “My wife was furious when I accepted it and cannot bear to be called Lady Miller.”
Jonathan it’s easy, renounce the bloody thing and the offers of work will surely come flooding in.