Big women do themselves a disservice when they attempt to become the Righteous Fat (the Righteous Thin are bad enough, all that running around and sweating, somehow believing it means anything).

A woman who looks like a girl and thinks like a man is the best sort, the most enjoyable to be and the most pleasurable to have and to hold.

The Feminist Me says that a woman's right to her own body should be inviolate at all times, free from fear of peeping paps.

People - and I include myself - get fat because they choose pleasure over self-denial.

I won't be going to any New Year's Eve parties because I think they're naff. No one over the age of 15 should bother going to parties.

It's very hard to imagine the phrase "consumer society" used so cheerfully, and interpreted so enthusiastically, in England.

It must be said that Brighton, unlike London, makes driving seem very appealing. Instead of glowering faces and angry horns on all sides, we have the coast road in front of us and the Sussex Downs just 10 minutes behind us.