15th Nov – What do you see when you turn out the light? I can’t tell you, but I know it’s mine.

Not his own work of course – I imagine that he was merely repeating a rebuke he’d received over his own illiterate submissions at work.

Sept 18th – We’ll make a scene about a man that’s sad and lonely, Begging down upon his bended knee, I’ll play the part but I won’t need rehearsing, All I’ll have to do is act naturally

OK, now picture yourself in the Pictures, when a picture of you appears on the screen. THEN STARTS TALKING.

The unexpected loss that cannot be explained was down to me. I was the immovable object that met with their irresistible force.