I never really learned the value of money. My father didn't spoil me, but I think my grandparents did.

I had a husband who, I'm convinced, was an undiagnosed manic depressive. He didn't treat me as if I had a brain - I was just this beautiful little doll he could show off.

I don't sleep with happily married men.

Generally, I'm a pretty positive, but like any other working person, if the jobs aren't coming in, I do get depressed.

I used to smoke cigarettes, ten a day, but gave up when I was 28. Now my vice is several cups of coffee a day, which isn't great if you're prone to weak bones as I am, as caffeine can leach calcium.

I was so beautiful but I didn't realise it for years. I saw pictures of myself and even I was stunned.

I'm very organised these days, and I keep my life in my handbag, like most women.