My skin is dead good. I think it must be a combination of being in love and Lucozade.

I don't know why women are so mad about flowers. Personally, they leave me cold. I prefer trees.

Will you lie to me and promise to read them? Books need to be read. The pages need to be turned.

I am surrounded by counselors. My sister is a counselor. My daughter is training to be a counselor. A lot of my friends are counselors.

I am from the working class. I am now what I was then. No amount of balsamic vinegar and Prada handbags could make me forget what it was like to be poor.

I took my sight and mobility for granted.

I have decided to be a poet. My father said there isn't a suitable career structure for poets and no pensions and other boring things, but I am quite decided.