Titlebook: Edward Boyle; His life by his frie Ann Gold Book 1991 Ann Gold 1991 essay.politics.work

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Presiding at the Leeds Piano Competition,I first met Edward Boyle in 1965. He had been invited in 1964 when Minister for Education to open the new Assembly Hall of the Leeds Grammar School but by the time the date came round he was out of office, there having been a change of government.

四海为家的人

Overview: A biography of Edward Boyle, written as a collection of essays by former colleagues and friends. The essays are presented in chronological sequence and discuss in detail certain periods and events of his life.978-1-349-11105-3978-1-349-11103-9

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Quality Management and Customer Retention, and this, the most successful of all radio programmes, with a weekly audience of 16 million, first introduced me not only to Edward but to Hugh Gaitskell, Tony Benn, Quintin Hailsham, Bob Boothby and Michael Foot, all of whom subsequently became close personal friends, and several of them parliamentary colleagues.

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https://doi.org/10.1007/978-981-13-0863-5 important aspects of national life, is still clouded by the early loss of a personality so compelling and magnanimous. The charm, generosity and capacity for friendship that so many experienced were in fact an integral part of Boyle’s capacity to affect the wider scene. His influence was moral and charismatic as much as specific and direct.

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The Vice-Chancellor in Office,dealt with it with a singular blend of Franciscan charity and inner lack of stress, opening the doors of his office to the invading sitters and then negotiating their leaders into the ground: evidence, if it were needed, of the superiority of a real politician to a diplomat, however skilled, when it is a question of managing a turmoil or a mob.

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https://doi.org/10.1007/978-3-658-40540-3aroline, always dressed in black, a replica of Queen Victoria, insisted on making our tea herself from a silver tea—kettle with a fifty-yard-long flex plugged into the butler’s pantry indoors. Beatrice and I exchanged smiles at this lengthy ‘modern’ procedure, the kettle having been intended for a spirit lamp, not electricity.