I was a quiet teenager, introverted, full of angst.

Statistically, people who have been happily married and then widowed tend to remarry.

I can understand why those primitive desert people think a camera steals their soul. It is unnatural to see yourself from the outside.

Cake baking has to be, however innocently, one of the great culinary scams: it implies effort, it implies domestic prowess; but believe me, it's easy.

You could probably get through life without knowing how to roast a chicken, but the question is, would you want to?

In England and America people tend to graze all day long, but I think it's such a waste to be constantly picking at food because you then can't enjoy a proper full meal when the time comes.

Sometimes...we don't want to feel like a postmodern, postfeminist, overstretched woman but, rather, a domestic goddess, trailing nutmeggy fumes of baking pie in our languorous wake.