Love is the only thing that keeps me sane.

8.45 a.m. My mother is in the hospital grounds smoking a cigarette. She is looking old and haggard. All the debauchery is catching up with her.

There's only one thing more boring than listening to other people's dreams, and that's listening to their problems.

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 have decided to keep a full journal, in the hope that my life will perhaps seem more interesting when it is written down.

Sometimes I rant, in a comical way, about how the gods give with one hand and take with the other.

Yes - I am usually overweight. I have had to be interested in diet because of being diabetic for 30 years and having kidney failure.