Mr. Darcy was in Pride and Prejudice and at first he was all snooty and huffy; then he fell in a lake and came out with his shirt all wet. And then we all loved him. In a swoony way.

Jas, whatever Tom has under his trousers is between you and him.

Mum said, "It is the thought that counts." And I said, "I know, which is why I am ringing the authorities right now. Anyone who thinks like she does should be locked up out of harm's way.

I will not have him in my brain;there is no room for anyone else in the cakeshop of agony. it's crowded enough in there already.

Rosie laughed in a not too reassuring way if you like sane laughter.

What shall I say? I must tread a fine line between glaciosity and friendlinosity. With just a hint of 'you don't know what you are missing, my fine-feathered friend.

Your soul shines through even if you haven't got mascara on