The sun burnt on, drugging everything with warmth.

I am of the firm belief that everybody could write books and I never understand why they don't. After all, everybody speaks. Once the grammar has been learnt it is simply talking on paper and in time learning what not to say.

The older one becomes the quicker the present fades into sepia and the past looms up in glorious technicolour

There are many things in this life capable of throwing people off course - the death of someone close, the loss of income or health, the realisation that cherished hopes cannot always be fulfilled

The vital accessories to my work are my reference books, such as the complete Shakespeare and a prayer book, and a large refuse bin.

I've never been drawn to the feminist movement. I was brought up to believe that men had little to do with the home or children - except to bring in the money.

What we remember is probably fiction anyway.