‘Luuurve is a many trousered thing’ (Confessions of Georgia Nicolson, Book 8)

What was I doing? As usual, I would be the last to know.

It’s all very well writing books about how to make any twit fall in love with you, but what do you do when you have got them?

Anyway, when I panted into class, Hawkeye said, “You should have been here at three o’clock.”
And I said, “Why? What happened?” in a tone of interest and curiosity

teatime at bonkers headquarters

It all adds up. Dad dying his hair, the leather trousers, the prancing around like a loon. He is having a midlife crisis even though in my opinion his life is two-thirds over.

“What bloody time do you call this, you treat this house like a bloody hotel” from Dad.

It just shows you how vair vair careful you must be when you are choosing your partner. She should have made Dad fill out a questionnaire with questions like: Are you sane?

“Does Robbie fancy Georgia? Or is he normal?”

Masimo said to Tom, ‘She asked me about footie results. Then she ran away. Is she normal?’”

The last thing I want is a cross-examination from Herr Vati. Or Mum being “interested.”