Suddenly I've Had Enough Of All This.

I'd Probably Still Be A Financial Journalist Now If It Weren't For Writing Novels. Mmm. Fun! I'm Much Happier Writing Novels!

Life Is Like An Escalator. You See, It Carries You On Regardless. And You Might As Well Enjoy The View And Seize Every Opportunity While You're Passing. Otherwise, It'll Be Too Late.

It's A Girl. It's A Little Girl, With Scrunched-up Petal Lips And A Tuft Of Dark Hair And Hands In Tiny Fits, Up By Her Ears. All That Time, That's Who Was In There. And It's Weird, But The Minute I Saw Her I Just Thought: It's You. Of Course It Is.

They Said I Was A Valued Customer. Now They Send Me Hate Mail.

Mind Your Own Brazilian!" The Words Fly Out Of My Mouth Before I Can Stop Them. Oops. Ok. The Trick When You've Said Something Embarrassing By Mistake Is Not To Overreact. Instead, Keep Your Chin Up And Pretend Nothing Happened.