I Am, As I Have Always Been,

Mr Blawke Always Reminded Me Of A Heron; I'm Not Sure Why. Something To Do With A Sense Of Rapacious Stillness, Perhaps, And Also The Aura Of One Who Knows Time Is On His Side.

I Think We Need Politicians; We Need People Who Want To Serve.

Here, In The Bare Dark Face Of Night A Calm Unhurried Eye Draws Sight We See In What We Think We Fear The Cloudings Of Our Thought Made Clear

By The Usual Reckoning, The Worst Books Make The Best Films.

I'm Too Drunk To Recall Much Of What I've Said. Which, Come To Think Of It, Is Probably Just As Well, Judging By The Way People Who Are Normally Quite Sensible Dissolve Into Gibbering, Rude, Opinionated And Bombastic Idiots Once The Alcohol Molecules In Their Bloom-stream Outnumber The Neutrons, Or Whatever. Luckily, One Only Notices This If One Stays Sober Oneself, So The Solution Is As Pleasant (at The Time, At Least) As It Is Obvious.