‘I am not a Morbid Man’

There is a full page in today’s Sunday Express on the new book. Allegedly written by me, it starts with the wonderful line: ‘I am not a morbid man.’ A disparate brigade of former acquaintances would argue with the ferocity of blood-frenzied sharks against that claim, but they would be wrong. The worst I could be called these is occasionally melancholic. My life now is about love and laughter. Mayfly days ripple throughout everything I do.

The feature generated one vitriolic email talking of ‘absolute DISGUST’ and ‘sick journalism’. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. I always have several. They include facts are facts and up for reporting; if you do not like something, do not buy it and while I would never wish to sadden anyone, on any topic I am entitled to think different, very different.