I Feel Like A Semi-single Mum.

Hugh Grant And I Both Laugh And Cringe At The Same Things, Worship The Same Books, Eat The Same Food, Hate Central Heating And Sleep With The Window Open. I Thought These Things Were Vital, But Being Two Peas In A Pod Ended Up Not Being Enough.

I’ve Always Thought Marilyn Monroe Looked Fabulous, But I’d Kill Myself If I Was That Fat…i Went To See Her Clothes In The Exhibition, And I Wanted To Take A Tape Measure And Measure What Her Hips Were. She Was Very Big.

I Would Seriously Question Whether Anybody Is Really Foolish Enough To Really Say What They Mean. Sometimes I Think That Civilization As We Know It Would Kind Of Break Down If We All Were Completely Honest.

I Walk Every Day With My Dogs And Force Myself To Run A Bit But I Hate It.

Nothing Irritates Me More Than Chronic Laziness In Others. Mind You, It's Only Mental Sloth I Object To. Physical Sloth Can Be Heavenly.