For your eyes only…

Apart from a few meaningless trinkets from the world of not very serious motor racing, I’ve only ever won three things. The first was the Form IIIB history prize when I was eight, for which I received the august tome Tanks & Weapons of World War Two, which I still have.

The second was an award in Germany for a book I’d written whose citation I’ve never got around to translating so still have no idea what it was for. The third, however, was a magnum of Dom Perignon for winning a James Bond quiz at some posh party I attended a while back.

I don’t know much, but I do know Bond. So much so that when Chris Harris and I last went walking, he came equipped with a set of James Bond Trivial Pursuit cards and spent the duration hurling increasingly obscure Bondian questions in my direction, almost all of which I was able to answer.