Without A Pen In My Hand I

I've Got More Than One String To My Bow, And I Thought I'd Give This One A Twang.

You Have No Idea How Humiliating It Was, As A Boy, To Suddenly Have All Your Clothes, Your Toys, Snatched By The Bailiff. I Mean We Were A Middle-class Family, It's Not As If It Was Happening Up And Down The Street. It Made Me Ashamed, I Felt Dirty.

He Has The Gift Of Quiet.

Love Means Having Something To Betray.

Without A Pen In My Hand I Can't Think.