For a single girl in London, luck isn't always a glass slipper that fits. Sometimes luck is a splash of mud from a passing bus.

For a single girl in London, luck isn't always a glass slipper that fits. Sometimes luck is a splash of mud from a passing bus.

When you fall asleep after a big lunch you're really just saving up energy to work off all the calories later on.

A rainy day is like a lovely gift -- you can sleep late and not feel guilty.

I'm not particularly keen on pity. Pity takes something away from grief. People think they're sharing it, but really they're just taking some. I prefer to keep my grief intact.

Why does getting ahead always have to involve getting up early?

It's better to oversleep and miss the boat than get up early and sink.