It's now very common to hear people say 'I'm rather offended by that'.

You either get Norfolk, with its wild roughness and uncultivated oddities, or you don't. It's not all soft and lovely. It doesn't ask to be loved.

Sometimes there just isn't enough vomit in the world.

Somehow, as a writer, you tend to use words to paper over structural cracks.

There are some things I don't like, about which I think, well, that's me. But coriander is a giant hoax perpetrated by a perverted society.

The Gay News critic wrote that I 'carried the lilt of the Irish without the brogue'.

I am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom, a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance.