However, I found salvation in Benjamin Zephaniah’s memorable poetry reading at the Hay Festival in Wales at a time when I was testing out modern hearing aids. A partial loss of hearing in my 30s when I was teaching in schools caused me to resort to hearing aids, which I found extremely difficult. There have been other occasions in my life when reading has been more than simple escapism. His richly layered plot and superbly drawn characters in an Indian setting undoubtedly helped me to recover. As I lay in bed convalescing, I turned to books again, reading through the whole of the Raj Quartet (1966-75) by Paul Scott.
It was probably related to the early death of my father after a long-term illness when I was 12, and from which I had escaped into stories and poetry.
A few years ago, I had a breakdown from what would now be termed ‘burnout’.
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