I Think, In Common With A Lot

I Was Carrying Two Cargoes. Yes, One Of Them Was Horror, But The Other One Was Hope.

Nobody Has The Time To Sit Down And Explain The First World From First Principles.

My Paternal Grandmother Drove Ambulances During The Regional Blitz, In Birmingham.

Things That We Have To Really Dare Ourselves To Do Come Quite Naturally To Others.

There Was No Quick Grief For Andrew Because He Had Been So Slowly Lost. First From My Heart, Then From My Mind, And Only Finally From My Life.