- Elspeth: Suits me, this. My God, it's bleak! I love it, winter! I like weather - definite weather. When it rains, I like it pelting down. And wind? I like a good blow. Sunshine? Couldn't be doing with it all the time and never a cloud in the sky. Look at this! Look at it! Clean it up and there's nowhere on this Earth that could beat it for beauty.
- Frances: This is my own body. I can do what I like. I can gain weight if I like, and I can cut my own hair.
