By The Time I Sit Down And

My Albert Married His Maisie Brown As He Said He Would. But I Think She Never Took To Me, Nor I To Her For That Matter. Perhaps It Was A Feeling Of Mutual Jealousy.

He Never Reckoned Much To Schooling And That. He Said You Could Learn Most What Was Worth Knowing From Keeping Your Eyes And Ears Peeled. Best Way Of Learning, He Always Said, Was Doing.

When I Write I Try As Far As Possible To Forget I'm Writing It At All. I Tell It Down Onto The Page, As If I'm Telling It To One Person Only, My Best Friend.

Wherever My Story Takes Me, However Dark And Difficult The Theme, There Is Always Some Hope And Redemption, Not Because Readers Like Happy Endings, But Because I Am An Optimist At Heart.

I Could Believe Only In The Hell I Was Living In, A Hell On Earth, And It Was Man-made, Not God-made.