If You Think It's Hard Getting In,

Alex Decided He’d Had Enough. He Put Down His Knife. “all Right,” He Said. “you’ve Made It Pretty Clear That You Don’t Want To Work With Me. Well, That’s Fine. Because I Don’t Want To Work With You Either. And For What It’s Worth, Nobody Would Ever Believe You Were My Mom Because No Mom Would Ever Behave Like You.” “alex…,” Carver Began. “forget It! I’m Going Back To London. And If You’re Mr. Byrne Asks Why, You Can Tell Him I Didn’t Like The Jelly, So I Went Home To Get Some Jam.

Sometimes It's The Tiniest Things That Can Mean The Difference Between Life And Death.

But Then, He Thought, Most Politicians Are Small And Shabby, The Sort Of People Who Have Been Bullied At School. That's Why They Become Politicians.

He Looked From The Phone To The Unconscious Figure Of The Salesman. "what Did You Do To Him?" He Asked. "he Got The Wrong Number," Alex Said.

There Are Problems And There Are Children. It Is Our Aim To Separate The Two.