I don't want to be carried out of a club wearing a tie-dye T-shirt and a cap on the wrong way around when I am 70, but I would like to settle down a bit. Maybe with a partner.
Hmm... Death by mini bar, how glamorous.
Maybe there won't be marriage, maybe there won't be sex, but by God there'll be dancing!
The thing about lying is, it is quite exhausting - you have to remember a lot.
I'm not a great poetry fan.
If I did have the impulse to be a parent, I would adopt - or foster.