I Lick My Cheese And Other Notes: From The Frontline Of Flatsharing
By Oonagh O’Hagan
By Oonagh O’Hagan
“It struck me as pretty ridiculous to be called Mr. Darcy and to stand on your own looking snooty at a party. It’s like being called Heathcliff and insisting on spending the entire evening in the garden, shouting “Cathy” and banging your head against a tree.”
“I would give anything for one more cuddle with my beautiful boy,”
“I’m jealous of everything that does not die,”