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“The planet has been taken over by testosterone-fuelled madness.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“In October 2015 Emily Temple-Wood, one of the site’s long-standing editors, told the Atlantic magazine that she had identified almost 4400 female scientists who met Wikipedia’s inclusion standards but did not have a page. For years the physicist Donna Strickland was not deemed notable enough for an entry. She finally got her place in Wikipedia on the day she won the Nobel Prize. Surely that cannot be what it takes to be remembered? No man is held to such a standard.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“For years the physicist Donna Strickland was not deemed notable enough for an entry. She finally got her place in Wikipedia on the day she won the Nobel Prize. Surely that cannot be what it takes to be remembered? No man is held to such a standard.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I love passion perhaps more than anything. I think life is nothing without it and we all strive to feel it every day for those we love and for what we do, and even if it’s just for sausages it is a fine thing.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Most people on the bus seem to have no interest in looking out of the window for inspiration. They are engrossed in their phones. People constantly checking their messages seems to me rather like endlessly opening the front door just in case an unexpected visitor has turned up.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I had failed to follow the fundamental school rule that you ought to turn up every day. The truth is I found it boring and I don’t do well with that. I have learned to deal with hurt, embarrassment, pain of many sorts, but boredom in this world seems unforgivable.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“It never ceases to amaze me how many women struggle with self-belief while the vast majority of men have no trouble with it at all.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I read somewhere that there are no accidents, just ideas trying to find us.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“In medieval times there was great anxiety over the belief that witches liked to steal penises and keep them as pets.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“We had a small above-ground swimming pool in the back garden and I have a photo of my father sitting in the canoe and sipping whisky while floating in the pool. He had bought it from a second-hand shop and I suspect my dad had been drinking before the purchase as well as after.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I can’t see words without reading them.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“My Achilles heel of laughter, the things that will make me laugh even on my deathbed, lie in two rather unusual areas: yodelling and amusing ways to die. No matter how sombre an occasion I will always giggle at yodelling.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Sailors will tell you that seasickness comes in two stages â€� in the first you think you’re going to die and in the second you’re very afraid you’re not going to.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“My now wife Debbie is a therapist, and over and over she has witnessed that the best cure for distress is love.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Not long before Harvey Weinstein’s fall from grace I sat next to him while being interviewed for Chris Evans’s radio show. He was physically gross yet inexplicably smug.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“One night I came home to find the landlady scrubbing blood off the front step. ‘Been a murder,â€� she said, ‘but it’s all right. Wasn’t one of ours.â€� There’s a comfort. I wonder what Alice Diamond would have made of it.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I’ve been reading about the Tree of Ténéré. This solitary acacia used to stand in the Sahara and was a landmark on caravan routes in north-east Niger. A symbol of hardiness, it was considered the most isolated tree on earth, the only one for 250 miles. It had been there for generations. Just one tree and a lot of desert all around it. Literally nothing else anywhere near by. In 1973 a drunken Libyan male truck driver hit the tree and knocked it over. I do not know how men have ended up ruling the world.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I think one of the great dangers faced by women over sixty in this country is starving to death in a restaurant. We were invisible.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Later that afternoon we went in search of some nomads. This is not easy as nomads are never at home.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I wonder if the idea of having all knowledge so easily available has made us intellectually lazy. I’m not the first to worry. Socrates objected to the invention of writing. He thought it would erode memory. He quoted from the wisdom of King Ammon, who said to the Egyptian god Theuth, the inventor of letters, ‘this discovery of yours will create forgetfulness â€� they will not use their memories; they will trust to the external written characters â€� they will appear to be omniscient but will generally know nothing; they will be tiresome company, having the show of wisdom without the realityâ€�. We can so easily be misled into thinking we have knowledge when actually often all we have is data.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Left to our own devices in an empty, strange bedroom, we played a game with a rolled-up pair of socks. We would turn the lights out and then one of us would try to hit the other with the ball of socks. Each strike in the dark gained you a point. I won every time, but I still feel bad about it. For one of his birthdays Nick had been given a watch with a luminous dial. Wherever he tried to hide in the room I could always see him. It wasn’t until he turned fifty that I finally told him the truth. All those years later he was still furious. I don’t blame him. It was shameful of me.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Ever trying to get us to behave, he banned all alcohol from the green room and was exasperated one evening when, ten minutes before the show, we all had to be extracted from the pub next door.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“I got the part in the film and quickly learned how unimportant I was. It was shot in a rather grand house in Hampstead. You could tell the owners were rich. The place was decorated with that disregard for either fashion or comfort which only the British who inherit wealth seem to manage.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“The woman next to me has no laces in her shoes and looks exhausted. She carries her belongings in a faded carrier bag. I cannot tell how old she is. Somewhere between forty and death.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Then we got a new games mistress called Miss Smith. She was young and good fun. She taught dance, loved music and a laugh. She also talked about God. A lot. She had been ‘born againâ€�, which seemed an unpleasant thought.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Margrie himself was made the first ‘Mr Londonâ€�, a title which has the pleasing sense of them having had a swimsuit round in the competition. Margrie believed that he was a perfect example of a new evolutionary stage in human development, which he called Peckham Man. It never ceases to amaze me how many women struggle with self-belief while the vast majority of men have no trouble with it at all. He must have been insufferable.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Blake, the English painter, poet and printmaker, was clearly a man stuck in the P section of potential careers. Now he is considered a great artist, but in his lifetime he was largely ignored or thought to be mad. I suspect it was because he was a gloriously original thinker, and no one ever really likes that.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“My mother knew a lot about the news. It was, after all, my father’s day-to-day business, but she was not a trained teacher. A lack of qualifications, however, was not the sort of thing that kept the nuns awake at night.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“He made money in pawnbroking and moneylending, which is never nice, but also traded in goat skins â€� which is at least unusual.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus

“Do you even know the difference between a girder and a joist?â€� he asks pompously. ‘Ah, well, yes,â€� answers the Irishman in his laconic way. ‘Goethe wrote Faust and Joyce wrote Ulysses.”
― Sandi Toksvig, Between the Stops: The View of My Life from the Top of the Number 12 Bus