I Was Not So Old

Fiction Is The Lie That Tells The Truth, After All.

They All Do The Same Things. They May Think Their Sins Are Original, But For The Most Part They Are Petty And Repetitive.

I'm Bored," She Said. "learn How To Tap-dance," He Suggested, Without Turning Around.

I Fell For Her Like A Suicide From A Bridge.

The Ducks In St James's Park Are So Used To Being Fed Bread By Secret Agents Meeting Clandestinely That They Have Developed Their Own Pavlovian Reaction. Put A St James's Park Duck In A Laboratory Cage And Show It A Picture Of Two Men -- One Usually Wearing A Coat With A Fur Collar, The Other Something Sombre With A Scarf -- And It'll Look Up Expectantly.