I did not enjoy a single day of it.

I woke at four most mornings for about seven months.

I moved out of the apartment in Bankers Hill because I could not walk past the study, and I lost money on it because I sold badly and quickly.

And for the whole of the first year I had a recurring and completely useless thought, which arrived usually in the car, which was: you could have said something in February.

Because I could have.