I read 'Crime and Punishment' years ago and don't recall the details of it, but I do retain a strong sense of the creeping paranoia and panic.

My sister-in-law believes that few narratives are so tightly constructed that you can't skip boring bits and still keep abreast of what's going on.

Obviously I am not bothered about men's fashion - is anyone, apart from Jonathan Ross?

I see my large nose, like half an avocado. I broke it falling downstairs when I was six, and it now resembles a large blob of play-dough.

If you want to write something of length, however modern and radical, you must live the life of an elderly gentleman of the 1950s.

Don Quixote's 'Delusions' is an excellent read - far better than my own forthcoming travel book, 'Walking Backwards Across Tuscany.'

I couldn't really see the point of having lunch unless it started at 1:00 and ended a week later in Monte Carlo.