One day I decided to try to have a complete day without tea. I was quite shaken. I was quite disturbed.

Life is very long, when you're lonely.

I don't want to get too involved in marketing budgets, online promotions and download set-ups because it would be a bit like Gertrude Stein mapping out a TV campaign. I want to sing. I want visibility. I am essentially Al Martino, not Seymour Stein.

The only thing that could possibly save British politics would be Margaret Thatcher's assassin.

I do think it's possible to go through life and never fall in love, or find someone who loves you.

I am still my teenage self. If you think that we all step through a door marked Adult, or that we sign a Grown-Up Document, you’re quite wrong. We remain as we always were, and that, alas, is one of life’s many nasty tricks.

It was probably nothing, but it felt like the world.