"His geenration (his father's) looked after their children. They got lots of early nights and if they also got their own home and a fortnight in a cottage in Frinton, they considered themselves lucky."
"But my generation grew up with our own individual little pile of happiness at the top of our shopping list. That's why we fucked around, fucked off and fucked up with such alarming regularity."
"The men who fuck around are not free. They end up more enslaved than anyone bc they can never stop suspecting that the women they want are just the same as them. Just as unfettered, just as faithless,and just as ready tomove on or make a quick detour."
Father dying of cancer talks about the sadness that you feel that nothing is ever going to be good again.
Books by Title
Books by Author
Books by Topic
Bits of Books To Impress