Greetings from Albuquerque
You want those precious final drafts, corrected proofs etc of my early work? Make haste to Eldorado dump's recycling unit ... they're combined with a two inch pile of publishers' letters from my years in America. A couple of cartons of my books have been shed too. Sometimes travelling light comes easy.
Though up in our home I must say my english life was wiped from my memory. I couldn't remember phone number, address, credit card details, anything. Maybe that's one reason I have to leave, just so I can engage with life again.
More from England anon ... and my regular internet connection.