“I used to be in a wonderful relationship with a bloke called Simon. We were supposed to live happily ever after. But we didn't. Our wonderful relationship followed the other oft-trod path. It went tits up.” — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“I wish I had protected the relationship. I wish I'd nurtured it like a child. Instead I said, ‘Where do you want to play? The building site or the road? And would you like a gun or a knife, or… — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“I seemed to be the only person in the whole of Heathrow who had realized the comfort and flexibility afforded by wearing pyjamas on… — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“Ruth could have left me the carry-along case. Taking a boyfriend would have been enough for most. Not Ruth. She wanted luggage too.” — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“I used to be in a wonderful relationship with a bloke called Simon. We were supposed to live happily ever after. But we didn't.… — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“Sare! Why are you giving me your tax face?’ ‘I'm not.’ ‘You are.’ Pause. ‘Shit, I'll need to do my tax soon.” — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“For example, I might think, Shit, I'm skint. In roughly four and half seconds other thoughts will also have appeared in my head. I… — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
“I wish I had protected the relationship. I wish I'd nurtured it like a child. Instead I said, ‘Where do you want to play?… — Lucy-Anne Holmes Copy Share Image
