Every Time One Of My

Beware Of Your Most Implacable Enemy-yourself.

I'm Not A Good Father And They're Not Children Any More; The Eldest Is In His Fifties. My Relationship With Their Mothers Broke Down And, Because Of What The Law Was, They Went With Their Mothers And Were Imbued With Their Mothers' Morality In Life And They Were Not My People Any More.

Every Time One Of My Books Sells A Million Copies In Paperback, Pan Macmillan Gives Me A Gold Statuette Of Pan. I Have About 20 Of Them.

Herbert, My Father, Was Born In Britain But Went Out To Africa In His Teens To Join His Father And Built Up An 18,000-acre Ranch In What Was Then Northern Rhodesia, Providing Work For The Locals. He Was My Hero When I Was A Boy.

You Know That Feeling When You Finish A Final Exam And You Think, 'i Never Want To Do That Again'? Well I Have The Same Feeling When I Finish A Novel. Each Time I Say, 'i Think I May Retire Now' And Then After Six Months The Ideas Start To Churn Again. I Could Never Stop.