We meet at the home of blues musician Jim Conway, a friend with MS who struck Mears as a pessimist when he predicted she would need a wheelchair. "I mustn't have taken my own auntly advice," she says wistfully.
She advises all young women to seek a man who loves cats, as sure a sign of decency as good teeth, strong thighs and love for his mother. It's a way of emphasising that we are all just humans here on earth." I found out that the prophet Muhammad was a cat lover and had a cat so precious to him that the call to prayer would go out and if she was asleep on the prayer robe he would cut off a little piece. "I think it's maybe because at last I've written a book with a purity to it that I hope will help the world. She has come to Sydney to dig into her archive at the Mitchell Library and to do interviews, a rarity for a writer who so values her solitude that she used to strike out the publicity clause from book contracts. The Cat with the Coloured Tail, by Gillian Mears.
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