Sometimes I rant, in a comical way, about how the gods give with one hand and take with the other.

I have decided to be a poet. My father said there isn't a suitable career structure for poets and no pensions and other boring things, but I am quite decided.

Sometimes I rant, in a comical way, about how the gods give with one hand and take with the other.

I took my sight and mobility for granted.

I never imagined when I began writing in the early 1960s I'd become professional and my life would be transformed.

Now I know I am an intellectual. I saw Malcolm Muggeridge on the television last night, and I understood nearly every word. It all adds up. A bad home, poor diet, not liking punk. I think I will join the library and see what happens.

I have decided to keep a full journal, in the hope that my life will perhaps seem more interesting when it is written down.