If you were born in Britain after World War II, you see a continuous atmosphere of decline, moral and economic and political.

Taste is more to do with manners than appearances. Taste is both myth and reality; it is not a style.

My wife and I both love cooking - I am an advanced male - so we argue about who gets to rustle up dinner.

While there is a great value in things that are old, it seems that the overwhelming challenge in Britain in the late 20th century is to make every effort to see value in the contemporary and in the future.

Interior design is a travesty of the architectural process and a frightening condemnation of the credulity, helplessness and gullibility of the most formidable consumers - the rich.

Fashion is the most intense expression of the phenomenon of neomania, which has grown ever since the birth of capitalism. Neomania assumes that purchasing the new is the same as acquiring value... If the purchase of a new garment coincides with the wearing out of an old one, then obviously there is no fashion. If a garment is worn beyond the moment of its natural replacement, there is pauperization. Fashion flourishes on surplus, when someone buys more than he or she needs.

That's one of the things about getting older isn't it? You suddenly realise that you are what you set out to be. And there are no role models any more.