They Can't Find My House Now Because

I Became A Connoisseur Of That Nasty Thud A Manuscript Makes When It Comes Through The Letter Box.

I Love Writing About My Job Because I Loved It, And It Was A Particularly Interesting One When I Was A Young Man. It Was Like Holidays With Pay To Me.

I Think It Was The Fact That I Liked It So Much That Made The Writing Just Come Out Of Me Automatically.

I Was Helped By Having A Verbatim Memory Of What Happened Years Ago, Even If I Can't Remember What Happened A Couple Of Days Ago.

Dogs Like To Obey. It Gives Them Security.