“In my professional life I was driven by a belief that statistical methods will tame the rebellious clinical data of psychiatry. An eminent professor told me this was a delusion and a sign of a mental disorder he called statisticophrenia. It resulted in my publishing a few papers in peer-reviewed professional journals.
My first intimation of literary ability was an account I gave as a school boy of the light playing on the lip-sticked, saliva-glistening lips of a woman in a railway compartment at Great Malvern station. The English master seemed to approve.
I count myself a West Midlander and for that reason try to base whatever I write in the West Midlands.”