I often wonder … am I mad?
Do I take that rather Irish thing, O’Fence, too easily? I go into a house, for instance. My host says ‘sit down’. Now why down? Why must he be so cautious and explicit? Is there not a clear suggestion there that if he had neglected to be precise, he might turn round to find me seated on top of the bookcase, the head bent to avoid the ceiling and the air thick with fractured cobwebs? How equally stupid the phrase ‘stand-up! ‘ And how mysterious the sit-down fight as opposed to the stand-up fight!
The Best of Myles Picador 1977 p 371