I drift along, thinking about the past a great deal. The past is so reliable, so delightful, and the best place to live. I end up there quite often, you know; it’s very comfortable and dependable.

I’m an immensely shy and vulnerable woman. My husband has never seen me naked. Nor has he expressed the least desire to do so.

He’s very, very well-known. I’d say he’s world-famous in Melbourne.

I like people who are slightly unhygienic. A little grubbiness isn’t so bad. BO chic it should be called.

To live in Australia permanently is rather like going to a party and dancing all night with one’s mother.

My mother used to say that there are no strangers, only friends you haven’t met yet. She’s now in a maximum security twilight home in Australia.

Australia is an outdoor country. People only go inside to use the toilet. And that’s only a recent development.

I love Australia – I think.

Never be afraid to laugh at yourself, after all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century.

Australia is an outdoor country. People only go inside to use the toilet. And that's only a recent development.