It is also interesting to note that the original supermodels are now making a comeback after being dismissed in the Nineties as being 'greedy' by a gaggle of male designers who lived like Sun Kings.

I've never been nostalgic, personally or politically - if the past was so great, how come it's history?

Intersectionality may well sound like some unfortunate bowel complaint resulting in copious use of a colostomy bag, and indeed it does contain a large amount of ordure.

I feel even less patience with transsexuals.

It has been said that a pretty face is a passport. But it's not, it's a visa, and it runs out fast.

Blakes Hotel in South Kensington was a particular favourite of mine during what I affectionately think of as my Restless Years.

It's received wisdom that the English are uniquely child-unfriendly.