She'd Tried Her Hand At Most Things,

It Was A Sign Of Growing Up, When The Dark Made No More Difference To You Than The Day.

It's A Big Con Job. We Have Sold The Myth Of Dublin As A Sexy Place Incredibly Well; Because It Is A Dreary Little Dump Most Of The Time.

She'd Tried Her Hand At Most Things, But Drew The Line At Honesty.

Schools Don't Really Allow Failure And Yet It's Part Of Any Endeavour, Not Just Writing.

I'm Not Recognised That Much. I'm Just A Bald Man In Glasses And There's A Rash Of Them In Dublin. It'd Be Different If I Had A Mohican.