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Everything in this book is true. Some of it is seen through rose-tinted glasses, some of it through dirty windows grey with smoke and tears and cobwebs, but all of it happened. Things are not necessarily in the order they happened, because where they are just seems to be the right place for them. You might think some things are just too unbelievable or funny or silly to be true, but every tiny detail really did happen.

The beginning is not the beginning. It is the first page because I really like the first sentence and I want it to be the first one in this book.

Deya – Mallorca 1968

I was sitting on the terrace of Robert Graves’ house with his wife Beryl.

‘Remember this,’ Beryl said. ‘One day this will be your Good Old Days.’

I used to wish that Beryl had been my mother.

*Over the years there were several people I wished were my mother. My mother was

never one of them.