I didn't go nightclubbing much as a teenager in Bournemouth because my friends and I didn't have the money - but we spent a lot of time on the beach, having barbecues, and running into the sea in the middle of the night.

It is going to take a very brave man to love me.

I have such a lovely life and I just never imagined that I would miscarry a baby.

I never believed I wouldn't make it - and perhaps that's why I've always found work. I've always stuck at everything I've ever done. I absolutely won't give up.

I'm in the lucky position financially where I don't have to do things I don't want to do.

When I go to one of those singles dating parties I believe myself to be a bowl of fruit. When I talk to potential dates, I judge them by the smile in their lips, their smoothness of speech, and the whiteness of teeth; then I offer them the appropriate fruit, which is usually a lemon.

My husband says my toes are like Wall's cocktail sausages. He feels peckish whenever he sees them.