The More Necessary It Becomes To Stop

Journalism Is The Only Thinkable Alternative To Working.

Oh, To Me Not Drinking Is Like Being Dead, Almost. I Sit Here Taking Endless Journeys Down Memory Lane. It Gets Boring.

When I Was A Boy, I Naively Thought That This Thing Called Happiness Would Be Something I Would Wake Up To Find Every Day Once I Could Smoke, Drink And Fornicate.

It's Not Name Dropping, But Not Many People Can Say, Like Me, That They Spent The Day With The Likes Of Francis Bacon Or That Boring Drunk Dylan Thomas. You Don't Forget Things Like That.

What A Pity People Don't Take As Much Trouble With Their Own Breeding As Intelligent Racehorse Owners Do. But Then I Suppose It Is Bordering On Fascism To Think Like That.