You Can't Throw Away Years Of Your

Mortified At The Speed With Which Intimacy Evaporates.

All Young People Worry About Things, It's A Natural And Inevitable Part Of Growing Up, And At The Age Of Sixteen My Greatest Anxiety In Life Was That I'd Never Again Achieve Anything As Good, Or Pure, Or Noble, Or True, As My O-level Results.

Emma Was A Shocking Driver, Simultaneously Sloppy And Petrified, And For The First Fifty Miles Had Been Absent-mindedly Driving With Her Spectacles On Top Of Her Contact Lenses So That Other Traffic Loomed Menacingly Out Of Nowhere Like Alien Space Cruisers.

It's Hard To Overestimate The Teenage Appetite For High Drama.

Who Do You Think You Are, Jane Eyre? Grow Up. Be Sensible. Don't Get Carried Away.