“Ideas for gadgets for the disabled were coming into my head so fast they seemed to be arriving from somewhere outside of me, beamed down by an unremitting force. I had little control over them, or their flow. I would wake up in the middle of the night. A blinding flash of an idea would rouse me from my bed and I'd rush down to my workshop to have a go at it before the inspiration dimmed.” LittlesIdeasInspirationNightForceMiddleBedFlowWake UpFlashDisabledWorkshopsArrivingMiddle Of The NightGadgets Author:Trevor Baylis
“I'd work eighteen-hour stretches and fall asleep in my clothes. Then I'd wake up in the middle of the night, brew a pot of tea, and start work again. I was tired, but work had become pure enjoyment.” NightFallHoursMiddlePureClothesWake UpTiredTeaEnjoymentPotEighteenMiddle Of The Night Author:Trevor Baylis
