In a recent post ‘Jim Perrin comes out’ we quoted from an article we have read on the site ‘To Hatch a Crow’ which we think shows how Jim Perrin’s spite, and jealousy of Joe Simpson and his phenomenal success* seems to have tipped him over the edge of rational behaviour.
For him to have accused Joe Simpson of lying — who had written in Touching the Void of the desperate circumstances in which he and his climbing partner, Simon Yates, found themselves — was truly foolish. And (to add to the malevolent mix) to ‘recall’ the opinion of an orthopaedic friend, anonymous and in our view almost certainly imaginary, as well as claiming that many mountaineers also thought Joe Simpson’s story questionable — was all part of Jim Perrin’s risible attempt to belittle his reputation. Continue reading
We were telephoned this evening (19/09/2018) by a Welsh well-wisher who, after discussing various aspects of our site, gave us further information about the author Jim Perrin: they pointed out to us the entry on his Wikipedia page in which he states that he lives in Ariège, Midi-Pyrénées.
Why then, they not unreasonably asked, were The Guardian paying him (as presumably they do each month, sometimes twice a month) to write for them as the Country Diarist for Wales?
Perhaps this question should be directed to the editor of the newspaper herself, Katharine Viner… (We have a theory that we have advanced in previous posts: we suggest that Jim Perrin has Friends in High Places; and that he receives preferential treatment for reasons which we mortals cannot know.)
Later note: Jim Perrin is now living in France, with his current partner. He moved there before the corona virus struck. It is of interest that now he is writing his country diaries as if he is still in Wales…
As we noted recently, Jim Perrin has not yet succumbed to his Terminal Lung Cancer (the diagnosis of which he claimed was in July, 2007). Whilst we are aware our words may seem unsympathetic we have explained in previous posts that we doubted the truth of this particular story almost from the beginning and then quickly discovered that it was, on the author’s own admission, entirely un-true.
Jim Perrin was obliged to admit to the representative of The Guardian who went over to Ariège to interview him face-to-face, that he did not after all have cancer; the terminal cancer which he had been proclaiming for so many months. He was, they reported, ‘looking very spritely’, and could no longer keep up the pretence that he was dying; but instead — by using a loophole as imaginary as his illness — he suggested that ‘perhaps [he] had been misdiagnosed’. We learned of that latest development at the time, from an impeccable source; nevertheless it came into the public domain only recently. While Jim Perrin has had the sheer nerve to perpetuate his myth for some years more — despite confessing when ‘confronted’ — his continuing health has finally given the lie to his falsehood. Jac’s sisters have written of this in several posts, the most detailed being on the 11/05/2011, but we know from our own experience how he always lies so convincingly and his friends probably disbelieved us. (Incidentally, we also have on record — and this is indisputable — that Jim Perrin claimed to be ‘Dying of Liver Cancer’, some eighteen years ago.)