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When George Vi - Displaying A Flair For Timing That Was Utterly Absent In His Lifetime - Upped And Died, The Way Was Clear For Her To Inhabit Her Logical Position As The Eminence Cerise, The Bolster Behind The Throne.

I Can't Remember Who It Was Who Advocated That You Should March With The Left And Dine With The Right But I've Often Concurred, Taking The View That I Personify The Great Tolerance Of Britain By Consenting To Being Regally Entertained. Besides, There Is A Degree Of Truth In The View That While The Left Are Worthier, The Right Are Wittier.

I Always Wanted To Write Fiction. Always. As Far Back As I Can Remember It's Been Integral To My Sense Of Myself - Everything Else Was Always A Displacement Activity.

I Write Because I Feel Driven To Write. I Write From A Sense Of Inner Necessity. I Don't Write For Anything Other Than That.

With Spectacular Events Taking Up So Much Of The Available Anxiety Quotient, We Need To Be Constantly Reminded Of The More Workaday Threats To Our Mortality - Threats That, While They May Also Be Functions Of Human Error, Have Become So Ubiquitous That We've Begun To Apprehend Them As Natural Phenomena.