The Way I Write Is Totally Instinctive.

Maybe My Identity's Been Stolen. Or Maybe I Was Sleep-shopping!

Like Most Of Us, I'm Used To Juggling About 52 Roles In Life. Wife. Mother. Sister. Friend. Author. Sometimes I Feel A Bit 'multiple-personality'.

I'm Allergic To Family Occasions. Sometimes I Think We'd Do Better As Dandelion Seeds-no Family, No History, Just Floating Off Into The World, Each On Our Own Piece Of Fluff.

People Used To Ask Me For Advice, And I'd Say, 'please, Don't Ask Me!' Yes, I Did Economics At Oxford, But That's Not The Same As Having A Broad Knowledge Of Personal Finance

I've Never Felt So Bereft And Panicky. What Do I Do Without My Phone? How Do I Function? My Hand Keeps Automatically Reaching For My Phone In Its Usual Place In My Pocket. Every Instinct In Me Wants To Text Someone, 'omg, I've Lost My Phone! ' But How Can Do That Without A Bloody Phone?