There Is A Kind Of Euphoria Of

Sometimes...we Don't Want To Feel Like A Postmodern, Postfeminist, Overstretched Woman But, Rather, A Domestic Goddess, Trailing Nutmeggy Fumes Of Baking Pie In Our Languorous Wake.

I Was Brought Up An Atheist And Have Always Remained So. But At No Time Was I Led To Believe That Morality Was Unimportant Or That Good And Bad Did Not Exist. I Believe Passionately In The Need To Distinguish Between Right And Wrong And Am Somewhat Confounded By Being Told I Need God, Jesus Or A Clergyman To Help Me To Do So.

People Who Have Fabulous Childhoods Have This Sense That Nothing Is Ever Going To Be That Good Again. With Me, I Have The Sense That Nothing Is Going To Be That Bad.

In Fact I Am Quite Snappy And Irritable, And I Don't Know If I'd Like To Make Myself Worse In That Respect.

I Think We All Live In A World That Is So Fast-paced, It's Threatening And Absolutely Saturated With Change And Novelty And Insecurity. Therefore, The Ritual Of Cooking And Feeding My Family And Friends, Whoever Drops In, Is What Makes Me Feel That I'm In A Universe That Is Contained.