Saklman Rushdie, now 58, is “sometimes cast as the over-indulged boy-child: chubby, cute, aware of his own cuteness, with the reserves of spite and temper that come from the eminence of this position. He has many more female than male friends – “I remember saying to [his wife] Padma last year, I’m going to have to start dating some guys!” – and has some mannerisms usually associated with women; with one hand he tucks his hair behind his ear; he can look as demure as Princess Di. But he can be caustic, too.”