I wrote my earliest piece for The Sunday Times about being a young wife.
The only thing a whirlwind courtship does is blow dust in everyone's eyes.
Meetings ... are rather like cocktail parties. You don't want to go, but you're cross not to be asked.
I think we ought to have a kindness year, or a kindness century.
I love the long grass coming up to meet the willows.
Leo, sadly, has Parkinsons, but he used to cook all sorts of dazzling things.