I find if you've got men in a group the testosterone kicks in - they are a bit prone to become boy racers.

Well she was bright; and she danced...And my function in life was to keep that bright thing in existence. And it was almost as difficult as trying to catch with your hand that dancing reflection. And the task lasted for years.

Since I have become a motorcyclist, I feel I have become a better car driver as well. You just tend to be more aware of all the things that can go wrong on the road.

I was a bit apprehensive about joining. But it just gave me so much more confidence.

It has brought us closer together.

Then, what's the matter?' I wonder, in fact, how many times I have said that or something equal to it to a woman passing palely through my life. What're you thinking? What's made you so quiet? You seem suddenly different. What's the matter? Love me is what this means, of course. Or at least, second best: surrender. Or at the very least, take some time regaling me with why you won't, and maybe by the end you will.