I'm Not Really Part Of Any Group

And People Are Intrigued If I Really Am As Grumpy In Real Life. People Feel A Bit Let Down If I'm Laughing Or Smiling.

In Many Ways, Not Fitting In Has Been A Comedic Asset And A Comedic Resource.

In My Local Newspaper, They Had This Advert: 'please Look After Your Neighbours In The Cold Weather'. I Live Next Door To This 84-year-old Woman, And Do You Know, Not Once Has She Come Round To See If I'm All Right. The Lazy Cow Hasn't Even Taken Her Milk In For A Fortnight.

I Had A Longing For Ritual, Something I Could Cling To, A Routine To Make Me Feel Well And Contented. I Hoped That Reading Bible Commentaries And Theological Critiques Would Nudge Me Closer To Some Kind Of Absolute That I Could Hold Up As A Torch To Light My Way.

I Tend Not To Trust People Who Live In Very Tidy Houses. I Know That On The Surface There Is Nothing Wrong With A Person Being Well-ordered And Disciplined. Nothing, Except That It Leaves The Impression Of That Person Having Lived In The Confines Of A Stark Institution Which, Although He Or She Has Long Since Left, Remains Within.