I like routine.

Love has no age.

I love books.

I’ve always had an addictive nature.

I read in the paper that I’d slashed my wrists. But I didn’t.

I’m a mum, so my wardrobe consists of sweaters and jeans. As long as I don’t leave the house forgetting my jeans, I count that as a fashion success.

I have tried therapy a couple of times, but it hasn’t worked.

What’s so brave about being bald? I’ve not fought for my country or found the cure for cancer – I’ve just gone out without my hat on!

It’s horrible, horrible, horrible. It took a year and a half until I found out that I had post-natal depression.

I’m always weeping at something or other.