Objectivity Is Just Male Subjectivity.

Revisionist Historians Are About To Get Their Hands On The Thatcher Years, Shes Probably Going To Be Looked At Again Because She Feels Far Enough Away Now, And We Dont See Her Much On The Political Landscape In This Country, Shes Kind Of Disappeared And She Doesnt Speak Out Much Anymore.

I Like The Idea Of A Big Caesura Between The Narratives, A Space Which Readers Can Fill In With Their Own Speculative History.

It Seems To Me That You Would Have To Write A Novel On A Very Small, Intimate Scale For It Not To Become Political.

I Live A Perfectly Happy And Comfortable Life In Blair's Britain, But I Can't Work Up Much Affection For The Culture We've Created For Ourselves: It's Too Cynical, Too Knowing, Too Ironic, Too Empty Of Real Value And Meaning.

We Say, 'shall We Meet For A Drink?', As Though Drinking Were The Main End Of The Appointment, And The Matter Of Company Only Incidental, We Are So Shy About Admitting Our Need For One Another.[...]we Say, 'would You Like To Come For Some Coffee?', As Though It Were Less Frightening To Acknowledge That We Are Heavily Dependent On Mildly Stimulating Drinks, Than To Acknowledge That We Are At All Dependent On The Companionship Of Other People.