I suppose I wanted to have my cake and eat it.But then again, what were you going to do with your cake if not eat it?Frame it?Use it as a sachet in your underwear drawer?
I sighed. What is life but fleeting moments of happiness strung together on necklace of despair?
I forced myself to stop thinking about it. I went to the room in my brain where all my thoughts about Adam lived and disconnected the electricity and boarded up all the doors and windows, so nothing c...
But, as we all know, the first law of shopping says that when you're urgently looking for something specific, you've no hope of finding it.
As always she was kitted out in the pristine pastels of baby clothes and her little plimsolls were so white my eyes ached. To look directly at them one would need a piece of cardboard with a hole in i...
Anton and I went to see her in her office in Soho. It was less than a fortnight before I gave birth to Ema so getting me there was a huge undertaking, like crating and transporting a sick elephant.
After a pause he says, ‘Trust you to bring everything back to sweets.’ He is a fine one to talk, him and his birds.
… as you know, here at Randolph Media we reward hard work.Lisa twinkled prettily at the patent lie. Like many companies in the Western world, Randolph Media rewarded hard work with poor pay, increasin...
You’re an
They thought that there was no such thing as Depression, other than a vague, neurotic concept. That it was just an updated version of ‘suffering from her nerves’ which everyone knows translates as ‘sh...
You were the one who wanted me to come here with you, so you'd better have the bloody manners to talk to me. If you wanted to flirt with someone then why did you invite me? Sorry, Lucy; you're right;...
You could have nothing with a teenage daughter in the house, not mascara, not ankle boots, not breadknives, not sedatives; they took everything, selfish little bitches!
When happiness makes a guest appearance in one’s life, it’s important to make the most of it. It may not stay around for long and when it bas gone wouldn’t it be terrible to think that all the time on...
Wasn’t this the man who had made hot-water bottles for me every month when I got my period,
The last time I’d been unwell, suicidally depressed, whatever you want to call it, the reactions of my friends and family had fallen into several different camps:The Let’s Laugh It Off merchants: Clai...
That’s like the dog calling the cat’s arse hairy!
She had once tried to copy Jojo’s sexy wink – drink had been taken – but she had simply succeeded in dislodging her contact lens which had made her eyelid flutter like a trapped butterfly.
I wanted to show her how disgusted I was by not eating a thing, but a chocolate cookie is a chocolate cookie.
I hated this business of being grown-up. I hated having to make decisions where I didn't know what was behind the door. I wanted a world where heroes and villains were clearly labeled.
I had thought the only person Neil loved was himself. That he probably shouted his own name when he was coming.