I Didn't Cry When I Left Free-booting,

Some Say That Cusk Has No Sense Of Humour, But Expecting Giggles From This Writer Would Be Akin To Expecting Sonnets From Benny Hill.

I Am Firmly Of The Opinion That Women Who Make A Lot Of Effort To Hang Onto Their Looks In Middle Age (unless They Are Beauties, Entertainers Or Prostitutes) Are Rather Sad, As One Should Surely Have Something More Substantial To Recommend One By This Time, Such As Kindness Or Cleverness.

Depression Is The Most Extreme Form Of Vanity.

The Feminist Me Says That A Woman's Right To Her Own Body Should Be Inviolate At All Times, Free From Fear Of Peeping Paps.

Is The Raggle-taggle Brangelina Tribe Any More Bogus Than That Of The Landlocked Yummy Mummy Who Believes That She Can Drop Half A Dozen Brats And Still Keep A Modest Carbon Footprint? I Don't Think So.