Colin Clark, son of Lord Clark and brother of Alan, was educated at Eton and Oxford. After The Prince and the Showgirl, he became personal assistant to Laurence Olivier before moving to Granada Television, where he produced and directed several documentary films. Colin Clark died in 2002.

‘My favourite book of the year’ Joan Collins‘This book is sheer delight…wonderfully funny…by the end of this short but richly packed chronicle, Colin Clark seems like an old friend…he is blessed with a sharp eye and an even sharper pen’ Sunday Telegraph‘The marvellous traumas and stampings of feet of the stars are recorded through the eyes of a star struck youngster whose bedside prose is so sharp and polished’ The Times‘The immediacy and charm of Clark’s recollections are possibly more illuminating than the millions of words and pictures pumped out to expose or dish the dirt on the Monroe legend’ Helen Osborne, Sunday Times‘Delightful: so observant and pleasing, and such enjoyable asides’ Alan Clark (letter to Colin Clark)‘Beguiling, touching and compassionate’ Melanie McGrath, Evening Standard‘An extraordinary story’ Frank Johnson, Spectator‘It’s the funniest account of life in the booby-hatch that’s a film studio known to me…It’s not that I await [his next] diaries eagerly, but I’m planning to sneak into Clark’s house and read them right this minute’ Spectator‘Revealing, moving and deliciously funny’ Daily Telegraph

Colin Clark, son of Lord Clark and brother of Alan, was educated at Eton and Oxford. After The Prince and the Showgirl, he became personal assistant to Laurence Olivier before moving to Granada Television, where he produced and directed several documentary films. Colin Clark died in 2002.

‘My favourite book of the year’ Joan Collins‘This book is sheer delight…wonderfully funny…by the end of this short but richly packed chronicle, Colin Clark seems like an old friend…he is blessed with a sharp eye and an even sharper pen’ Sunday Telegraph‘The marvellous traumas and stampings of feet of the stars are recorded through the eyes of a star struck youngster whose bedside prose is so sharp and polished’ The Times‘The immediacy and charm of Clark’s recollections are possibly more illuminating than the millions of words and pictures pumped out to expose or dish the dirt on the Monroe legend’ Helen Osborne, Sunday Times‘Delightful: so observant and pleasing, and such enjoyable asides’ Alan Clark (letter to Colin Clark)‘Beguiling, touching and compassionate’ Melanie McGrath, Evening Standard‘An extraordinary story’ Frank Johnson, Spectator‘It’s the funniest account of life in the booby-hatch that’s a film studio known to me…It’s not that I await [his next] diaries eagerly, but I’m planning to sneak into Clark’s house and read them right this minute’ Spectator‘Revealing, moving and deliciously funny’ Daily Telegraph