The following is an excerpt from Bending the Willow by David Stuart Davies:
One incident that David Burke recounted brought the house down at the Northern Musgraves’ Jeremy Brett Memorial Lunch. it is a tale that reveals
Brett’s humour and eccentricity, but also his endearing, self-effacing qualities:
“Jeremy said to me on one occasion, “I was feeling so low the other day that I sent myself a fan letter.”
“Are you serious?”
“I’m absolutely serious.”
“What did you write to yourself?”
“Dear Jeremy, I would just like to say
what a wonderful actor you are. Your Sherlock Holmes puts every other attempt
at the part in the shade. Basil Rathbone is
not fit to clean your boots; and Douglas Wilmer and Robert Stephens
should beg you to give them lessons.
You’re much prettier than all of them, for a start.
There is only one word for your performance–magic. Please send me a signed photograph.
Yours, Joe Bloggs.
P. S. I’ve heard that you’re a really nice person, too.”
”Did you really write that?”
”Yes, I did.”
“Did you send it?”
”Yes. I put a first-class stamp on it.
I wanted to get it as soon as possible.
It came the next morning.”
“And did you read it?”
”Of course I read it. I read it a dozen times.
I felt wonderful afterwards.”
”Well, did you send yourself a signed photograph?”
”David, I may be mad–but I’m not barking mad! In any case, the bugger didn’t send a stamped addressed envelope!”