You love the bitch from hell? Well then, you must be nuts.
See how I stopped mid-sentence? I can do it too. When I don't necessarily want to reveal the exact thought I'm having.
I’m your husband. If you’re lost, it’s up to me to come and find you.
I'm allergic to family occasions. Sometimes I think we'd do better as dandelion seeds-no family, no history, just floating off into the world, each on our own piece of fluff.
I try to pay for lunch, but Sam point-blank refuses, so we compromise on going Dutch.
I think, if Demeter had to put her religion down on a form, she’d put Organic.
I know what it's like to squander all your hours and all your tears and all your heart on something which turns out to be nothing. Don't waste your time.
I don’t know anything about Japanese business or Japanese culture. Apart from sushi.
Honestly, do these people have nothing better to do than engage in stupid mindless speculation about people they don't know?
He leans forward and his mouth brushes brieflyagainst mine, and I feel... nothing.I was hoping our first kiss would trigger all sorts of memories or sensations, maybe a sudden image of Paris or our we...
Everyone knows, the point of an interview is not to demonstrate who you are, but to pretend to be whatever sort of person they want for the job.
But they can’t just get rid of people! Their
Like that time I used false eyelashes with dodgy glue from the market, then tottered into the bathroom the next morning to find one eye glued shut with what looked like a dead spider on top of it. Rea...
You´re sure nothing happened when you bumped your head? she says at last. Like...personality transplant?
Yes! I perk up. Actually, I was wondering, do the mothers have lots of coffee mornings, parties, that kind of thing? Erica shoots me an odd look. I meant socialization of the children. Right. I clear...
Why on earth declutter when you can just shrinkwrap?
The trouble with me is, I can't let things go.
Spoiled? Mum cuts her off with a laugh. Nonsense! There's nothing wrong with Minnie, is there, my precious? She knows her own mind! She strokes Minnie's hair fondly, then looks up again. Becky, love,...
She looked like a mean newsreader. I put on an exaggerated TV voice. Hello. This is the Mean News. You’re all rubbish and I despise you.
Sam doesn't hesitate for a minute.'You say, Mr and Mrs Tavish, you're making me feel inferior. Do you really think I'm inferior or is it just in my mind?