Fred Hoyle Redux

My last pre Christmas post on Fred Hoyle reminds me of an anecdote my father once told me about him.  They had both been invited to do a short interview in a documentary on Stephen Hawking. My father was filming in the morning and paid no particular attention to the set, which each case was based on what the interviewees homes looked like.  As a result he was interviewed in a simulacrum of Hoyle's apparently rather swish apartment.  Hoyle turned up at midday and was deeply annoyed to be interviewed against what he regarded as a dreary and dowdy back drop.  So much so that his interview was apparently very unhelpful.