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An expert is a man who has made all the mistakes that can be made, in a narrow field.

1.d4? 1.d4!!! My God, he's gone with the Queens Gambit !!!

A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves.

'Cause me say listen to the drum, a me say listen to the bass Give me little music, make me wind up me waist.

Never give a sword to a man who can't dance.

Bubble, me hearties!

Adversity is the first path to truth.

How many stamps do you reckon that it will it take to get him to Delhi?

There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view.

Do you see that wear on the leather armrest there? That was Ezra. Gnawing. I think that he's part beaver.

No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself.

As some of you may know, I have been blessed by two young sons. As a pair, they are both handsome, sly intelligent, ruthless spirited, despotic driven, arrogant confident, calculating thoughtful, insane exuberant and power-hungry keen to get involved. One day, hopefully, they will run this country.

I will either find a way, or make one.

It was a miserable, wet and cold Saturday morning today. So, of course, Henry, his balloon and I all decided to go for a wander down to the river's edge at 7 am. That should give you some semblance of an idea of the mood Ezra was in, and the necessity of him having some peace and quiet in order to get to sleep. Oh happy day.

I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse.

When Ez puts his serious voice on, everybody pays attention. I'm posting this in honour of his achievement last night of sleeping through the entire night for the very first time . What makes this feat even more special is the fact that a certain wandering toddler managed to set the clock radio in Ez's room off to ring out at midnight. Bear in mind that the hideous BEEP! ... BEEP! ... BEEP! ... BEEP! ... BEEP! ... noise loud enough to wake me up on the other side of the house. With one bedroom door closed shut. And another as good as closed. Yet in the bedroom, there lay one little baby soundly asleep. The same baby who has woken up when I've gently cleared my throat three rooms away previously. I can't explain it either.