Yet, Like The Sea And The Gallows,

I Detest Self-regard. If My Work Has Taught Me Anything, It Is That Self-aggrandisement Is Completely Unhistorical.

Sometimes The Silences, The Gaps, Tell Us More Than Anything Else.

And The Smell Of The Library Was Always The Same - The Musty Odour Of Old Clothes Mixed With The Keener Scent Of Unwashed Bodies, Creating What The Chief Librarian Had Once Described As 'the Steam Of The Social Soup.'

I Can Remember Picking Up Weighty Tomes On The History Of Science And The History Of Philosophy And Reading Those When I Was Small.

I Saw A Ghost Once, About 20 Years Ago. It Took The Form Of Someone Coming Out Of A Sleeping Body And Sitting At The Foot Of The Bed.