Mostly I Sit At Home In The

I Try And Do 2,500 Words A Day, Every Day Of The Year

There's All Sorts Of Things I Was Always Meaning To Get Around To - Learning To Play The Flute, Calculating The Square Root Of Nought, Going Mad - But I Just Didn't Have The Time.

American-style Iced Tea Is The Perfect Drink For A Hot, Sunny Day. It's Never Really Caught On In The Uk, Probably Because The Last Time We Had A Hot, Sunny Day Was Back In 1957.

Poetry Is One Of The Few Nasty Childhood Habits I've Managed To Grow Out Of

Love Is An Optical Illusion That Makes You Believe The Object Of Your Affection Is The Most Beautiful Person In The World.