Afterword

I was first ‘introduced’ to Stevan Pavlowitch thanks to Hurst sometime in 1993. A freshly arrived refugee from the former-Yugoslavia, unsure what to do with life and yet to begin my university studies in history, I was wandering the streets of Covent Garden when the Africa Centre bookshop on King Street caught my attention. Among the various books on African topics stood a biography of Tito, written by someone obviously of Yugoslav origin, but the spelling of whose surname suggested he had lived outside Yugoslavia for considerably longer than me. It was a Sunday afternoon, the only time I was off work (as a busboy and a barman in London clubs and pubs), and the bookshop was closed, to my disappointment. I stared at the book display for what seemed like a long time, excited and emotional, probably wondering who was Stevan K. Pavlowitch, what did he write about Tito, my (our?) former president, and why would an African cultural centre sell a biography of Yugoslavia’s late leader....