My Own Parents Loved Each Other Very

I'm Not Wild About Holidays. They Always Seem A Ludicrously Expensive Way Of Proving There's No Place Like Home.

It's A Good Idea To Wait A Few Months Before Joining Anything When You Arrive At A Village. A Bookseller Friend Who Retired To Nearby Oxfordshire, And Was Worried He Might Be Bored, Got Himself On To Every Village Committee In The First Six Months, And Spent The Next Ten Years Extricating Himself.

In A Village You Can't Sack Or Fight With Someone, As You'll Find Yourself Stuck Beside Them In The Hairdresser's Next Morning.

The Aristocrat, When He Wants To, Has Very Good Manners. The Scottish Upper Classes, In Particular, Have That Shell-shocked Look That Probably Comes From Banging Their Heads On Low Beams Leaping To Their Feet Whenever A Woman Comes Into The Room. Aristocrats Are Also Deeply Male Chauvinist, And ... On The Whole They Tend To Be Reactionary.

People Who Can Write A Book Usually Do.