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Shura Shihvarg<\/h1>\n

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Memorial\u00a0 Shura Shihvarg, 13 September by Robert Skidelsky<\/h3>\n

One of the great regrets of my life is that I was usually \u2018too busy\u2019 to see Shura. The business was mainly delusion; the reality was \u00a0his friendship, conversation, and wisdom. I got far too little of it.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know him in his glory days of the 1950s and 1960s, when he and his Joan presided over\u00a0 Chelsea\u2019s bohemia, from their shabby five-story house and the Chelsea Arts Club. \u00a0They were both haute Bohemians, irreverent, unconventional, witty, funny, artistic, high-spirited, \u00a0artistic, and in her case, patrician. They did not reject the norms of bourgeois life, they simply ignored them.<\/p>\n

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I don\u2019t remember exactly when<\/em> I first met Shura..How I met him was through my mother, Galia, \u00a0and Galia met him (I think) through their mutual friend George Hayim; the three linked together by their birth and upbringing in\u00a0 China.<\/p>\n

Shura entered my life in the early 1980s. He used to visit my then widowed mother in her flat in Paddington, two Russian-born\u00a0 survivors from calamitous times. I remember him \u00a0, as I still do, as a prodigious, but never boring raconteur, \u00a0with a mellifluous speaking voice, which he could deploy in at least three languages, English, Russian, and Chinese.<\/p>\n

Since I was \u2018too busy, I would \u00a0\u00a0wander in\u00a0 and out of my mother\u2019s flat, wolfing the zakuski she had \u00a0prepared, \u00a0leaving her \u00a0to the flow of Shura\u2019s \u00a0anecdotes \u00a0and \u00a0Russian \u00a0gypsy music.<\/p>\n

Following my mother\u2019s death in 1987, my \u00a0\u00a0family moved\u00a0 to Sussex, and for 20 years Shura more or less disappeared from my life. He was, after all, \u00a0my mother\u2019s friend! Then in the early 2000s,\u00a0 I established a proper London base, and we re-connected.<\/p>\n

Above all, we corresponded. \u00a0I have\u00a0 dozens \u00a0of his letters, witty, joky, name-dropping, wise, sometimes scabrous (in Russian), wildly \u00a0politically incorrect,\u00a0 and often sad. They were \u00a0frequently \u00a0enlivened by what he called his \u00a0\u2018quattrains\u2019, composed at breakfast.<\/p>\n

\u2018She was a Queen\u2019, he wrote after the death of his beloved Joan in April 2007,<\/p>\n

\u2018who wore her crown askew.
Short sighted, but with piercing eyes of blue.
An angel with good earth stuck to her wings,
She understood all high and lowly things
-And even me, a mixture of the two\u2019.<\/p>\n

I got to know of Shura\u2019s shabby treatment by the British government, which,\u00a0 for 16 years after the war, \u00a0\u00a0denied him a British passport – and therefore\u00a0 the job as foreign correspondent for a national newspaper which he had been offered \u2013 apparently on suspicion of his being a Soviet agent..\u00a0 \u2018What made my case so outrageous\u2019, he once wrote to me, \u00a0\u2018is the fact that I served 4 years (18 days of fighting, the rest starving as a\u00a0 [Japanese] POW) [as a volunteer]\u00a0 in the British Army\u2019. As far as I know, no apology or compensation was ever tendered. Bohemia gained, but an acute political voice was lost.<\/p>\n

For Shura was intensely interested in world events. He was a voracious reader, especially of Russian history. He was fascinated by the atmosphere of the Lords, where I sometimes invited him for lunch. The peers\u2019 dining room, he said, reminded him of \u2018a great beehive full of retired bees, locked together in an intimate buzz\u2019.<\/p>\n

In our correspondence, his comments on world affairs became increasingly gloomy. \u2018The offsprings of the virulent Russian right-wing movements [of my youth] are beginning to creep through the cracks and crevices of post-Soviet Russia\u2019 he wrote me on (27 October 2008) \u00a0On the whole he was pro-Russian. He disliked the Ukrainians, on account of their wartime collaboration with the Nazis, and was strongly \u00a0\u00a0Islamophobic, convinced that Turkey was plotting to establish a new Caliphate. \u00a0But humour kept breaking in. There were grounds for hope in the fact that the vodka Moslems had become used to drinking in the former Soviet republics might save them from fanaticism.<\/p>\n

The poem Warring Whiskers is pure Shura:<\/p>\n

Most of history\u2019s wars and clashes<\/em><\/p>\n

Are by men who sport moustaches<\/em><\/p>\n

Kaiser, Stalin, Genghis Khan,<\/em><\/p>\n

Whisker-wearers to a man.<\/em><\/p>\n

Hitler, Saddam and Pinochet,<\/em><\/p>\n

Did not stay at home to crochet,,<\/em><\/p>\n

But with fearsome application,<\/em><\/p>\n

Butchered people, race and nation.<\/em><\/p>\n

(Not forgetting that newcomer,<\/em><\/p>\n

Whiskery warrior bin Osama)<\/em><\/p>\n

So if it is World Peace you\u2019re craving<\/em><\/p>\n

-Introduce compulsory shaving.<\/em><\/p>\n

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\u2018Wounds\u2019, Shura wrote, \u2018never heal but they fall asleep\u2019.\u00a0 Joan\u2019s death could not dim Shura\u2019s zest for \u00a0life and interest in \u00a0people. He could now indulge without guilt his love for young, but not exclusively young, female company. \u2018I\u2019ve got a lovely Russian girl from the Altai region \u2026She is painting my portrait\u2019. \u2018Last week I had two lovely Georgian ladies to dinner\u2026\u2019 On his 85th<\/sup> birthday \u2018I was introduced to a blind date -my first ever. At my age I am lucky that I can see\u2019. \u00a0On his 90th<\/sup> birthday, \u2018I strained a tendon on my knees dancing\u2026.\u2019<\/p>\n

\u2018I am becalmed at 92\u2019 he wrote me in 2015, before revealing his social calendar for the week: meeting the \u2018brilliant novelist Boris Akunin\u2019, being taken out by four Chinese ladies, one of them the first Chinese lesbian he had met, a Sunday lunch with Charlotte Johnson, mother of another Boris, several other engagements. This was soon after a dinner with John Le Carre and an Israeli women colonel from Mossad which lasted four hours. What had his life been like before it was becalmed?<\/p>\n

By the time I knew him, Shura\u2019s love of life was accompanied, but not overshadowed, by intimations of mortality. These had probably been with him from the start. He conceded he was a hypochondriac. Joan used to greet him at breakfast with the words: \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2018Good morning, Shura, what is your terminal disease of the day\u2019. When, after Joan\u2019s death, \u00a0he complained of one such \u2018to my Chinese girlfriend, just back from Shanghai\u2019, she shot back: \u2018No problem -you make problem\u2019.<\/p>\n

But old age crept on. Funeral wakes for friends -Joan described them as \u2018cocktail parties for the geriatric set\u2019- \u00a0became ever more frequent.<\/p>\n

\u2018My ranks of friends are getting serried,
Another one has just been buried.
I often wonder what I\u2019m doing.
Mourning their loss or simply queuing?\u2019<\/p>\n

Shura deliberately played up his growing physical weakness in order to emphasise his youthfulness of spirit:<\/p>\n

His poem Death by Hubris set his \u00a0standard for old age:<\/p>\n

I try to stay a young old man<\/em>
According to a master plan.<\/em>
My secret, to indulge myself,<\/em>
Drink wine, \u00a0with every scrumptious meal,<\/em>
And never lose my sex appeal.<\/em>
And after ninety something years,<\/em>
Drown in a sea of women\u2019s tears.<\/em><\/p>\n

Reading through his letters has filled me with nostalgia and remorse. \u2018If you feel like a jolly meal at the Chelsea Arts or a Chinese -let me know. Shura\u2019. Much too \u00a0often I was \u2018too busy\u2019 to take him up<\/p>\n

We will remember and mourn you Shura, the eternal \u2018young old man\u2019.<\/p>\n

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FINANCIAL TIMES<\/h1>\n

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THE TELEGRAPH<\/h1>\n

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THE TIMES<\/h1>\n

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EVENING STANDARD<\/h1>\n

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The war was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me.<\/p>\n

One never knew what one was going to lose first \u2013 one\u2019s life or one\u2019s virginity.<\/p>\n

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Shura ShihvargMemorial\u00a0 Shura Shihvarg, 13 September by Robert Skidelsky One of the great regrets of my life is that I was usually \u2018too busy\u2019 to see Shura. The business was mainly delusion; the reality was \u00a0his friendship, conversation, and wisdom. I got far too little of it. I didn\u2019t know him in his glory days […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-367","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/367","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=367"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/367\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":389,"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/367\/revisions\/389"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.joanwyndham.com\/welcome\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=367"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}