“Lunch with FT” from 1995The 79 year old poet Gavin Ewart had a liquid lunch at the Café Royal with the FT. The next day Mrs Ewart phones:“There are two things you need to know” she says “firstly Gavin came home yesterday happier than I have seen him in a long time. The second- and you are not to feel bad about this- is that he died this morning.”