I Don't Miss London Much. I Find

When I Was A Child And I Was Upset About Something, My Mother Was Not Capable Of Containing That Emotion, Of Letting Me Be Upset But Reassuring Me, Of Just Being With Me In A Calming Way. She Always Got In A Flap, So I Not Only Had My Own Baby Panics, Fears And Terrors To Deal With, But I Had To Cope With Hers, Too. Eventually I Taught Myself To Remain Calm When I Was Panicked, In Order Not To Upset Her. In A Way, She Had Managed To Put Me In Charge Of Her. At 18 Months Old, I Was Doing The Parenting.

I'm Very Odd 'cause I Think There's More Than Just A Materialist Planet, A Materialist, Reductionist Planet.

England Is A Fairly Envious Little Country And It's Embodied In The Press. They Don't Like Anyone Being More Distinguished Than They Are.

I Love Having Different Cultures Around, But When The Parent Culture Kind Of Dissipates, You're Left Thinking, 'well, What's Going On?'

Now Most People Do Not Want An Ordinary Life In Which They Do A Job Well, Earn The Respect Of Their Collaborators And Competitors, Bring Up A Family And Have Friends. That's Not Enough Any More, And I Think That Is Absolutely Tragic - And I'm Not Exaggerating - That People Feel Like A Decent, Ordinary, Fun Life Is No Longer Enough.