I would dearly love to resist the temptation, if you can call it that, to worry. It's boring, it's anti-social, it's unproductive and it's depressing.
I was lucky enough to spend some of my school days in Barbados, where my father was working, and this gave me a taste for hot weather.
There is nothing I like better at the end of a hot summer's day than taking a short walk around the garden. You can smell the heat coming up from the earth to meet the cooler night air.
One must never forget that life is unfair. But sometimes, with a bit of luck, this works in your favour.
You don't like it when a French housewife gets mad at you. If she gets steam behind her, she is an unstoppable creature.
I am a great believer in people taking control of their own lives.
I don't have a boss. Well, I have a boss: the public. If the public doesn't buy my books, I would be out of a job.
There are plenty of miserable millionaires all over the place.
I have a robust sense of humour which helps me deal with problems.
No matter what their background, the southern French are fascinated by food.
Sundays in France have a different atmosphere to other days, with fewer phone calls, no postman, no delivery men and no one banging on the door.
Very little happens in my books.
I have a very set routine. I work six days a week, but only half days. I work from 9 in the morning till 1 in the afternoon, without any interruptions, a fair slug.
The great thing about having money is that you can actually just get on with your life and not have to think about paying the bills or crouch over 'The Wall Street Journal' or the 'Financial Times' and look at the stock figures and things like that. That bores me rigid.
Nowadays, if you have a journey, albeit a simple one, you consider yourself lucky if nothing happens.
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