Much Of Writing Might Be Described As

But Some Of Us Are Beginning To Pull Well Away, In Our Irritation, From...the Exquisite Tasters, The Vintage Snobs, The Three-star Michelin Gourmets. There Is, We Feel, A Decent Area Somewhere Between Boiled Carrots And Beluga Caviare, Sour Plonk And Chateau Lafitte, Where We Can Take Care Of Our Gullets And Bellies Without Worshipping Them.

To Make The Most Of Christmas, Focus On Christ.

Comedy, We May Say, Is Society Protecting Itself - With A Smile.

Perhaps It Would Be Better Not To Be A Writer, But If You Must, Then Write.

Marriage Is Like Paying An Endless Visit In Your Worst Clothes.