It's a bit of a headache being a perfectionist. You're never satisfied.

I have done so many love scenes in the past that I have learned how to pull off a sexy smoulder on the dance floor.

I come from a strong matriarchal line. I was raised by Gypsy, her sister, Mary, and my maternal grandmother. The result of not having my father live with us meant that, when it came to understanding the opposite sex, it was like working without a map.

I am simply not such a slave to my vanity, and I don't want to be, because as you get older you really have to start accepting the inevitable.

I really enjoyed staying at an encampment at the top of a hill in the Samburu Reserve in Kenya. You reach it on a small plane; there is no electricity, no city noises and you sleep and shower under the Milky Way, with moths fluttering around a kerosene lamp, knowing that there are elephants and lions roaming free in the valley.

I'd like to break some new ground, maybe in TV presenting, rather than just be an actress.

I've got an overactive, analytical brain. I get frustrated, impatient, angry with myself. I swear at myself a lot.