I Don't Know What Impression You Might

Be Grateful, Be Grateful, Be Grateful.

England Is Obsessed With Where You Came From, And They Are Determined To Keep You In That Place, Be It In A Drawing Room Or In The Gutter.

To People Who Don't Know Me I'm Defined By A Number Of Things That People Know About Me That Are Entirely Untrue.

I Avoid Talking About The Way I Work. But In Avoiding It I Seem Only To Have Encouraged People To Focus Their Fantasies About Me In An Ever More Fantastical Way On The Details That Are Not At All At The Centre Of The Work.

One Of The Great Privileges Of Having Grown Up In A Middle-class Literary English Household, But Having Gone To School In The Front Lines In Southeast London, Was That I Became Half-street-urchin And Half-good-boy At Home. I Knew That Dichotomy Was Possible.