I'm a little bit perverse, and I just hate doing the thing that's the most obvious.
I've been very lucky.
I have always been intrigued by these lives I have never experienced.
How can you be a recluse in a house full of children, even if you had the inclination to be, which I don't?
My main memories of my father are of his illness.
At a certain age it just became apparent to me that this was probably the work that I would have to do.