Maybe My Identity's Been Stolen. Or Maybe

There Are Some Things I Don't Understand About Jess And Never Will. No Wedding Dress. No Flowers. No Photo Album. No Champagne. The Only Thing She Got Out Of Her Wedding Was A Husband. (i Mean, Obviously The Husband Is The Main Point When You Get Married. Absolutely. That Goes Without Saying. But Still, Not Even A New Pair Of Shoes?)

There's No Luck In Business. There's Only Drive, Determination, And More Drive.

Our Whole Family Thrives Under Pressure. It's Like Our Family Motto Or Something. Apart From My Brother Peter, Of Course. He Had A Nervous Break Down. But The Rest Of Us.

I Adore All Agatha Christie's Books And Turn To Them Whenever I'm Ill Or Need Cheering Up.

I'm A Great Fan Of Taking My Laptop Out And About.