I hate housework! You make the beds, you do the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again.

You make the beds, you wash the dishes, and six months later you have to start all over again

Hungry licked her spoon and then pointed it at me. 'Aren't you forgetting the dishes?' she asked.

'Absolutely not,' I said. 'I'll remember the dishes as long as I live. See you later, Hungry.

I hate reality shows that are not reality.

I blame my mother for my poor sex life. All she told me was 'the man goes on top and the woman underneath.' For three years my husband and I slept in bunk beds.

Six months later I was in Paris. I was 16, and it all started to happen.