I don't believe you can ever really cook unless you love eating.

There is a vast difference between how things seem from the outside and how they feel on the inside.

And cooking is about balance and harmony.

In fact I am quite snappy and irritable, and I don't know if I'd like to make myself worse in that respect.

I think maybe when you live with someone who is really very ill for a long time, it somehow gives you more of a greedy appetite for life and maybe, yes, you are less measured in your behaviour than you would otherwise be.

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.

I am determined that my children should have no financial security. It ruins people not having to earn money.