Sunday October 21, 2018

frederick forsyth, cbe



Frederick Forsyth CBE, born in 1938 in the small Kentish market town of Ashford. Attended school locally and in Tonbridge. Left in a cloud of mutual relief at seventeen.

Attended an interview at Clare College, Cambridge, where he explained he really wished to join the Air Force rather than go to Cambridge, a decision warmly endorsed by the Master.

Joined the RAF three months later and drove Vampires around the skies of East Anglia for a while, until an Air Marshal pinned some wings on his chest and suggested he would make a first class civilian.

Entered journalism, did three years as indentured apprentice with Eastern Daily Press, Norfolk, then four years as a foreign correspondent for Reuters and two and a half with the BBC. There was a basic disagreement over how to cover the Biafra war, so he was asked to leave.

Spent two years as a freelance journalist inside the Biafra war zone where the Nigerians put a price on his head and, as Biafra collapsed, it was suggested he might like to leave.

Returned to London and wrote a book in a fit of money-lust. Called it The Day of the Jackal. Took it to several discerning publishers who asked him to leave. Finally accepted by Hutchinson and has been scribbling ever since.

Married to Sandy, sons are Stuart and Shane, lives on his farm in Hertfordshire, enjoys walking the Jack Russells, travelling, scuba diving, game fishing and sniping (journalistically) at anything that moves in Westminster.

Frederick Forsyth's website