tuppence for stardust


Mind of a genius. Destiny of an overdone fantasy heroine. Social graces of a brick.

She'll say boo to a goose, provided the goose is several miles away and fictional.

He's quite good company when he's not having a drinking problem.

Doesn't get paid enough to put up with this. Does it anyway.

Born with her head screwed on too tight and a mental age of 47.

The day she doesn't break something will be the day society shudders to a halt.

A fan of baking, fashion, flowers, jewellery, and business acumen.

Some wonder if her soul is made of bad movies and pizza rolls. This is not entirely untrue.

They leave paint brushes in the street if they don't have a chance to put them in a sink.

He talks.