No more coals to Newcastle, no more Hoares to Paris.
Dialogue is character and character is plot.
I cannot understand it, after all I am only a very ordinary sort of fellow.
Today 23 years ago dear Grandmama died. I wonder what she would have thought of a Labour Government.
My father was frightened of his mother. I was frightened of my father and I am damned well going to see to it that my children are frightened of me.
Golf always makes me so damned angry.