On the mantelpiece of the highceilinged drawing room in London stood a bronze minotaur by Sculptor-Painter Michael Ayrton. On the walls hung two early canvases by Sidney Nolan. Novelist C. P. Snow leaned forward on the edge of a sofa, planted his elbows on his knees and lit a Senior Service.
"It was late Friday when it became clear that Labor could form the government," he said. "My wife and I were speculating, rather sardonically, on the numbers of people there must be sitting beside their telephones at that moment, hoping for a...
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