![]() ![]() ![]() Only during the war, working in the Intelligence Division of the Royal Navy, had he found a task – as an officer in naval intelligence dreaming up schemes to bamboozle the enemy – worthy of his vivid imagination. As a young man of English privilege, he had toyed with the idea of being a soldier, or a diplomat, but neither had worked out. He had tried his hand at banking, stockbroking and working as a newspaper correspondent. Ian Fleming had never written a novel before, though he had done much else. ![]() The circumstances were not immediately auspicious. One morning in February 1952, in a holiday hideaway on the island of Jamaica, a middle-aged British journalist sat down at his desk and set about creating a fictional secret agent, a character that would go on to become one of the most successful, enduring and lucrative creations in literature. Book Notes: For Your Eyes Only: Ian Fleming and James Bond, by Ben MacintyreĠ01: ‘The Scent and Smoke and Sweat of a Casino…’ ![]()
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