Sharpe Tom

   Sharpe was born in Croydon (or Holloway and brought up in Croydon).[4] Sharpe's father, Rev George Coverdale Sharpe, was a Unitarian minister, who was active in far right politics in the 1930s. Rev Sharpe was chairman of the Acton and Ealing branch of The Link and a member of the Nordic League who declared that he hated Jews "in the sense that he hated all corruption". Sharpe initially shared some of his father's views, but was horrified on seeing films of the liberation of the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp.

 

   Sharpe was educated at Bloxham School, on which he based Groxbourne in Vintage Stuff, followed by Lancing College. He then did National Service in the Royal Marines, before going to Pembroke College, Cambridge where he studied history and social anthropology.

 

   Sharpe moved to South Africa in 1951, where he worked as a social worker and a teacher, before being deported for sedition in 1961. His time in South Africa inspired the novels Riotous Assembly and Indecent Exposure, in which he mocks the apartheid regime. He wrote a play, The South African, which was critical of the regime. After it was performed in London, Sharpe was arrested and deported from South Africa.

 

   Upon returning to England, Sharpe took a position as a history lecturer at the Cambridge College of Arts and Technology, later Anglia Ruskin University, which inspired his Wilt series in which he derides popular English culture. From 1995, he and his American wife Nancy divided their time between Cambridge and their home in Llafranc, Spain, where he wrote Wilt in Nowhere. The couple had three daughters. Despite living in Catalonia he did not learn either Spanish or Catalan. "I don't want to learn the language," he said. "I don't want to hear what the price of meat is."

 

   Sharpe died on 6 June 2013 in Llafranc, in Costa Brava, from complications of diabetes. He was 85. He was reported to have been working on an autobiography. He had also been reported to have suffered a stroke a few weeks before his death. Paying tribute, the author Robert McCrum wrote "The Tom Sharpe I knew was generous, acerbic, engaging, and full of wicked fun." Sharpe's editor at Random House, Susan Sandon remarked that he was "witty, often outrageous, always acutely funny about the absurdities of life".