Sex is like petrol. It's a galvaniser, a wonderful fuel for starting a relationship.

Sex is like petrol. It's a galvaniser, a wonderful fuel for starting a relationship.

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.

Charity groped for the phone, coming up with it at last and croaking "hello" in a voice that sounded exactly like a bullfrog's mating call. Which made a kind of twisted sense - last night she'd been hunting for a mate as well.

It's not a luxury if you can't do without it!

I think best in a hot bath, with my head tilted back and my feet up high.

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