Abendessen / Supper Gerade / Just Gewöhnliche / Ordinary Ihr / Her Kinder / Children Mutter / Mother Singt / Sings Wer / Who Zwei / Two
I don't believe we own our children, they're their own souls who make their own choices, we just guide and support them.
Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.
I just cleared the slate and thought of her as a mother and went from there.
Jesus was all right, but his disciples were thick and ordinary. It's them twisting it that ruins it for me.
There is in England a saying that an anti-Semite is someone who hates the Jews more than is necessary.
I dish the dirt out and I can take it. But why should my mother and children have to take it?
I'm knackered. I'm knackered all the time. My stupid, tiny children wake me up at 5:48 A.M. every single morning.
Overnight ratings are dead. It's just not the way TV is sold any more.
My father died when I was 14, and my mother juggled two jobs so she could make sure my sister and I were OK.
