I Want My Name To Mean Me.

I Do Not Tell Lies. Mother Used To Say That This Was Because I Was A Good Person. But It Is Not Because I Am A Good Person. It Is Because I Do Not Tell Lie.

At Teenage Parties He Was Always Wandering Into The Garden, Sitting On A Bench In The Dark . . . Staring Up At The Constellations And Pondering All Those Big Questions About The Existence Of God And The Nature Of Evil And The Mystery Of Death, Questions Which Seemed More Important Than Anything Else In The Would Until A Few Years Passed And Some Real Questions Had Been Dumped Into Your Lap, Like How To Earn A Living, And Why People Fell In And Out Of Love, And How Long You Could Carry On Smoking And Then Give Up Without Getting Lung Cancer.

Appalling Things Can Happen To Children. And Even A Happy Childhood Is Filled With Sadnesses.

I Think The U.k. Is Too Small To Write About From Within It And Still Make It Seem Foreign And Exotic And Interesting.

For Me, Disability Is A Way Of Getting Some Extremity, Some Kind Of Very Difficult Situation, That Throws An Interesting Light On People.