Liam and I had planned to stay in Turkey for a good few years, slowly descend into memory loss disguised by a haze of alcohol, then paddle back to Britain for the liver transplant and the Grim Reaper’s call. It was not to be. Family commitments took precedence. Besides, I wanted to do author things and to keep the pennies rolling in. I could do neither in Turkey. In 2012, we set out our stall in Norwich, England’s only UNESCO City of Literature.
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