Your motivation is your pay packet on Friday. Now get on with it.

I want a horse and plough, Chickens too, Just one cow, With a wistful moo.

How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance.

As one gets older, one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same with different hats on.

A bloody good thing, but too late.

It's no good pacing up and down. It won't make the plane arrive any faster. Just sit down and accept that we're delayed. You're just making a fool of yourself.

To take a gloomy view of life is not part of my philosophy; to laugh at the idiocies of my fellow creatures is. However, at this particular moment I cannot find so much to laugh at as I would like.