I am still making order out of chaos by reinvention.

The Secret Intelligence Service I knew occupied dusky suites of little rooms opposite St James's Park Tube station in London.

We've had enough." He took back the report and jammed it under his arm. "We've had a bellyful, in fact." "And like everyone who's had enough," said Control as Alleline noisily left the room, "he wants more.

Most people like to read about intrigue and spies. I hope to provide a metaphor for the average reader's daily life. Most of us live in a slightly conspiratorial relationship with our employer and perhaps with our marriage.

In the hands of politicians grand designs achieve nothing but new forms of the old misery.

Yet it's not for want of future that I'm here, he thought. It's for want of a present.

There is a terrible alienation in the ordinary man between what he is being told and what he secretly believes.