“Tel Aviv is buzzing with so much life, you could bottle it and sell it as honey,…” — Clive Sinclair

It would be a big mistake to think that Chekhov was a natural, that he did not have to work for his effects and singular style.

Many years ago, when I lived in the mini-Siberia they call East Anglia, I was awakened in the early hours by the sound of a pantechnicon being loaded. Peeping through the curtains, I observed the grocer doing a runner with all his chattels and his family.

I do not mean for one second to suggest that 'White Doves at Morning' was written with a movie deal in mind. Certainly not.

I can't go to bed with John Wayne, so I do the next best thing: I go to bed with my girlfriend, who once met the great man. That's how much I love westerns.