When I Moved To Brighton From London

Is The Raggle-taggle Brangelina Tribe Any More Bogus Than That Of The Landlocked Yummy Mummy Who Believes That She Can Drop Half A Dozen Brats And Still Keep A Modest Carbon Footprint? I Don't Think So.

I Am Firmly Of The Opinion That Women Who Make A Lot Of Effort To Hang Onto Their Looks In Middle Age (unless They Are Beauties, Entertainers Or Prostitutes) Are Rather Sad, As One Should Surely Have Something More Substantial To Recommend One By This Time, Such As Kindness Or Cleverness.

I Have Always Voted Labour And I Always Will. I Have Got To Have One Stupid, Bovine Part Of Me And That's The Part That Votes Labour.

When The Sex War Is Won Prostitutes Should Be Shot As Collaborators For Their Terrible Betrayal Of All Women.

Writing Is More Than Anything A Compulsion, Like Some People Wash Their Hands Thirty Times A Day For Fear Of Awful Consequences If They Do Not. It Pays A Whole Lot Better Than This Type Of Compulsion, But It Is No More Heroic.