I'll declare my own interest right here at the start and admit that, like the vast majority of people, I find youthful looks appealing.

Only those who haven't got the wit to speak for themselves would ever want their clothes to do it for them.

When actresses jump on the anti-Iraq bandwagon, they often combine down-home momism with an ignorance of Islamist intent which is truly awesome.

But just think what a boring, bread-and-milk world this would be without the boastful.

Now the whole dizzying and delirious range of sexual possibilities has been boiled down to that one big, boring, bulimic word. RELATIONSHIP.

I am firmly of the opinion that women who make a lot of effort to hang onto their looks in middle age (unless they are beauties, entertainers or prostitutes) are rather sad, as one should surely have something more substantial to recommend one by this time, such as kindness or cleverness.

Families, generally, suck. And I say that as someone who, like my husband, had parents who proved the proverbial exception to the rule.