As a matter of fact, I think there are more things important in life than “relationships.
She had never been a proficient flirt. Her spasms of kittenish behaviour were graceless and inept, like normal conversation on roller skates. but the combination of the retsina and sun made Emma feel sentimental and light-headed. She reached for her roller skates.
Emma was a shocking driver, simultaneously sloppy and petrified, and for the first fifty miles had been absent-mindedly driving with her spectacles on top of her contact lenses so that other traffic loomed menacingly out of nowhere like alien space cruisers.
I had made this mistake once before, on a school trip to the Victoria and Albert Museum, when I followed a sign marked WOMEN, thinking it was an exhibition on the changing roles of women in society, and actually ended up standing in the ladies’ toilets.
Josh likes to say he put the funk in ‘functional’. Personally I think he just put the ass in ‘embarrassing’, but, hey, what do I know?
She no longer think that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.
Your last letter made me laugh so much, Em, but you should still get out of there because while it’s good for gags it’s definitely bad for your soul. You can’t throw years of your life away because it makes a funny anecdote.
Okay, well I think the programme is like being screamed at for an hour by a drunk with a strobe-light, but like I said –.
They say the personal is political and it’s certainly fair to say that, like her politics, Rebecca Epstein’s kissing is radical, forthright and uncompromising.
For Stephen, London was less a city that never slept, more a city that got a good nine hours.
She was always going to be the smartest, kindest, funniest, loyalest person we would ever meet, and the fact of her not being here well it just isn’t right.
Okay then, smile and...