If we could only sit down and eat with the people we interview because to be able to observe, as the Financial Times did at the weekend, that Ronnie O’Sullivan orders as fast as he plays does elicit a certain something that questions cannot.
“Prawns, already peeled, you know that one?” the Rocket instructs the waiter… and turning to his interviewer: “What else do you like, meat, fish – anything, I say, as long as there’s no pineapple.”
And perhaps only over lunch would Sullivan have discussed Mozart, as characterised in Amadeus. “I didn’t see nothing abnormal about him. I thought he was just expressing himself.” An undoubtedly exhausting lunch. A slightly exhausting read. Just the two courses, fortunately.