There is a kind of euphoria of grief, a degree of madness.

You don't go around grieving all the time, but the grief is still there and always will be.

Also, in a funny way, if you have been happily married there are no unresolved areas, nothing to prove to yourself after the other dies.

And, in a funny way, each death is different and you mourn each death differently and each death brings back the death you mourned earlier and you get into a bit of a pile-up.

I never taste the wine first in restaurants, I just ask the waiter to pour.

In England and America people tend to graze all day long, but I think it's such a waste to be constantly picking at food because you then can't enjoy a proper full meal when the time comes.