

For those not familiar with cricket or with Hardy’s personal idiom, I ought to mention that “the Bradman class” denoted the highest kind of excellence: it would include Shakespeare, Tolstoy, Newton, Archimedes, and maybe a dozen others. Hardy was saying that in his lifetime there had only been two men in the world, in all the fields of human achievement, science, literature, politics, anything you like, who qualified for the Bradman class. Hardy had met Einstein several times, and I had recently returned from visiting him. Hardy was a pure mathematician of world class, thirty years older than I was, but a close friend.

One day at Fenner’s (the university cricket ground at Cambridge), just before the last war, G.
