Some years back, I went to visit a friend of mine from college who was staying with a very rich author whilst completing an internship in London. He lived in a massive house in Battersea, a rich area next to the river Thames. Looking round his house there were many pictures on the wall, largely of the covers of his books, his family etc, but in addition there were two small gold frames, the first had a Trivial Pursuit (a board game based on quiz questions) card where his name was the answer, and the second contained a copy of a signed cheque from him to the UK tax revenue authorities for one million pounds. I remember thinking how could anyone have an ego that big?