that I am one of those people who, infuriatingly, have "a charmed life".
I managed, without intention and despite
my Ulster Protestant middle-class background and dreadful private school,
"by chance", successfully to avoid employment, marriage,
success, achievement, wealth (and their appalling train of tribulations)
to by-pass merit and meritocracy and, despite Bureaucracy,
become a Cosmopolitan Déclassé
living a hermetic life of invisible and ironic fun,
on very little money from the British Militarist State
in fructiferous. sensual south-western France.
This has been pure luck -
partly accounted for by being born out of wedlock in 1941.