PETER JACKSON
THE MAN TRULY IN THE KNOW

Every now and then, whenever the x-certificate stuff reared its ugly head during a Lions tour, Sandy Carmichael would answer his phone with unfailing patience and courtesy.
No Lion in living memory had been beaten up quite as badly as the unflinching Glaswegian at the hands of the ‘Butchers of Canterbury’. He could have managed without the periodic prompt to recall a barbaric Saturday of long ago and yet each inquiry brought him a satisfying reminder that what happened had not been forgotten.
Sandy would choose his words carefully, shredding the...