I Won't Be Going To Any New

In Barcelona, Things Seem So Different. For Example, I Know That It's Traditionally The Least Spanish City, But You'd Never Know They Had A Monarchy, Coming Here As A Tourist - As Opposed To The Uk, Where The Queen Is Probably The Best-known Animal, Vegetable And/or Mineral Going When It Comes To Overseas Visitors.

Contrasting British Servicemen And Women With The Appeasers, It Is Hard Not To Laugh. Are These Two Sides Even The Same Species, Let Alone The Same Nationality? On One Hand The Selflessness And Internationalism Of The Soldiers; On The Other The Whites-first Isolationism Of The Protesters. Excuse Me, Who Are The Idealists Here?

I've Never Been Nostalgic, Personally Or Politically - If The Past Was So Great, How Come It's History?

In My Third Husband I Had Discovered A Blissfully Laid-back Type Who Thought It Nothing Less Than Hilarious When I Misread The Map On The Way To Wales, So It Took Us An Extra Three Hours, Or When I Was Sick In A Plastic Carrier Bag During Much Of The Drive Back From Devon - A Bag That Turned Out To Have A Hole In It.

Make No Mistake, Most Women Are Well Aware That They've Never Had It So Good; When They Enter A Spa Or Salon, It Is Purely A Hair/nails Thing, A Prelude To An Evening Of Guilt-free Fun.