Discussions with the animators It was in a spirit of not knowing quite what to expect that I presented myself at the offices of FilmFair in Poland Street.They looked and,as things turned out,were indeed only temporary.
Although I didn't realize it at the time,it was the one and only occasion when I was to see Graham Clutterbuck behind a desk.Business was normally conducted from a sofa in an office furnished like a living-room.
Accepting a seat,I sat back and listened,first to profuse apologies for the lack of anything to drink- the refrigerator hadn't arrived - then,via a series of compliments on the brilliance of my idea and how much his company was looking forward to producing it,to an outline of the kind of deal they- meaning Clutterbuck,since he was the company - had in mind.
As we entered the realms of percentages,my dreams of the golden pot at the end of a comparatively short rainbow plummeted still further.Even to a mind unschooled in the workings of the film world,they sounded distinctly on the low side as far as I was concerned.
Something about the look on my face must have triggered off the warning bells,for he suddenly paused in mid-flight,looked me straight in the eye and said: 'Of course,if I were wearing your hat I couldn't possibly accept a deal like that !'
Over the years I was to grow accustomed to the fact that Graham had a large selection of hats,which were trotted out as the occasion demanded.The hats and the equally disarming expression,'You're absolutely right !',served him well throughout his life.
We parted on a warm handshake,and although from time to time there would be situations when others felt it necessary to involve lawyers with their forty and fifty page contracts......that was all we ever needed.
It was only later,as we grew to know each other better,that Graham admitted that in the beginning his knowledge of the facts of life concerning the market for children's animated films had been even hazier than mine.
Fortunately for both of us he was a quick learner.
In Paris,he had for a while enjoyed the title of Directeur-General,Les Cineastes Associes,before setting up the European arm of Filmfair,a Los Angeles company involved in making television commercials.When that folded,more as a result of the workings of French television than for any other reason,.......he boarded a plane to California and persuaded the parent company to let him set up an office in London,with no salary,but on a percentage-of-profits basis. My visit was a lucky break for both of us.......