Who Are You?: A poet and a librarian but not Philip Larkin.

Where Are You?: At work in Brighton, UK. In the rain.

What Are You?: Tired. Bored.

What do you make?: Poems, lots of tea, and a mean spinach curry.

What do you love?: The sea, the Downs, words, a boy, my family, a dog called Eve, clean sheets.

What do you hate?: Pretension, aggression and shellfish.

What do you listen to?: Belle & Sebastian, The Go Betweens, Camera Obscura, Buck 65, Ty, Be Good Tanyas, Jim White, BBC radio...

What do you watch?: Don't own a TV, so just the odd film and the sky and that.

What do you drink?: Tea, coffee, Guinness, Harveys.

What do you smoke?: Nothing.

What do you take?: In the way of illegal drugs, usually nothing.

What do you believe in?: Fairies.

When We Were 16

Where were you?: In Brighton.

What were you?: A moody A Level student.

What did you wear?: Doesn't bear thinking about really. Shades of brown and grey, nothing that suggested I owned a female body.

What did you listen to?: Nirvana, REM, The Levellers, Pulp.

What did you watch?: Dead Poet's Society, over and over again.

What did you love?: Pre-Raphaelite art. Sylvia Plath. Jarvis Cocker. Louise Wener. My bedroom.

What did you hate?: Authority, dance music, the girls in my class.

What did you drink?: Cider and Archers (why don't teenagers drink anything nice??)

What did you smoke?: Nothing.

What did you take?: Nothing.

What did you want to be?: A writer.

Who did you fight?: Verbally: my sister, my parents, my stepfather, my teachers. Physically: nobody.

Who/What did you believe in?: Love, beauty, my friends, gods.

Where did you go?: Shopping, to the cinema, to my friends' houses, for picnics on the Downs, to the Hobgoblin (pub), to The Basement (club).

What did you learn?: Whatever it was, I've forgotten it now.

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