If I go out with no make-up and a tracksuit on, nobody comes up to me. And if they do, I won’t do a photo because I wouldn’t want any photographic evidence.
Mum doesn’t like it when I mention that Dad’s a better cook than her. He was born in Spain and spent eight years in Portugal and is exceptional at lots of cuisines.
I wish I was more stupid because I’m either completely ecstatic and joyous and absolutely high as a kite or I’m a bit morbid. There’s never anything in between.
