In the sixties everyone you knew became famous. My flatmate was Terence Stamp. My barber was Vidal Sassoon. David Hockney did the menu in a restaurant I went to. I didn't know anyone unknown who didn't become famous.
Have faith in your own thoughts.
I've never found therapy to be a sign of weakness I've found the opposite to...
I suffered from post-natal depression after Rowan was born. I had a healthy...
I think I'm going to have to live vicariously through my daughter's rebellion...
If we are to fulfill the promise of this great Nation that everybody in...
None of us knows what might happen even the next minute, yet still we go...
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
