/li> 0 shares 61 comments Ossie Clark almost got me fired. It was the Eighties, and I was working at The Sunday Times Magazine. The iconic Seventies designer who made the romantic, floral uniform of the hippy both mainstream and high end, who gave us the most beautiful, fluid, ethereal clothes in the world, had been interviewed for the magazine. I was editing the piece and was eager to do a good job. ‘I know,’ I thought. ‘I will send Mr Clark the piece so he can check all the facts are correct.’ I phoned him up, and he gave me his fax number. I remember standing by the fax machine, congratulating myself for being so thorough. Ossie Clarke was the iconic Seventies designer who gave us the most beautiful, fluid, ethereal clothes in the world The next day, I was called into the deputy editor’s office. His face was dark as thunder. ‘Why did you fax Ossie Clark his interview?’ ‘I wanted to make sure it was all correct,’ I replied. It turned out Mr Clark was not pl