James Bond's most devilish adversary - an evil genius with a lust for gold...
Watch here, how I confuse the myriad stories which we diligently watched on VHS on Sunday afternoons as the groan ups' Sunday lunches turned into dinners. It was us, the Lewises and the Clennetts, before divorce, death and estrangement. Those were the days, as we the children sat agog infront of those deep old television sets, watching spaceships eat other spaceships, blossoms, tarantulas, flirtation and Roger Moore with too much makeup.
First published 1959 by Jonathan Cape, this edition Pan 1961.
Pages sun-browned, tiny rip in cover