And a secret inward voice in my head was saying (in a strange breathy voice...) Yes, yessss, I will pop round to The Blind Pig. I will 'pop' round because guess who lives at the Blind Pig? It is not a blind pig, it is Alex.

If you fall down those stairs and break both of your legs, don't come running to me!

Dad at breakfast today being very quiet. I notice he is clean shaven. I said to him, "Vati, what has happened to the little beaver that used to live on the end of your chin?

He who laughs last laughs the laughiest.

This is the first day of the rest of my life. So why is my hair sticking up like a cockerel?

I am soooo excited, I am over-excited. I'm hysterical, I may have to slap my own face in a minute at this rate.

You are not ashamed of our luuurve, are you, Jas?' 'Look, shut up, people might hear.' 'What do you mean, the people who live in the telephone?