Sometimes I get to put on posh frocks and be Madam Glamour, the vendor of my wares. My lovely friend Kath, a stylist, puts me into things I'd never dream of. But my real life is very different. It's very, very home-based - an intense domestic life, that's the core of everything.

Once you're a mom, you've been split into two people. It's like Peter Pan and his shadow.

There is a painful difference between the expectation of an unpleasant event and its final certainty.

We belabour, I think, under a very heavy crust of consumerism really

I was brought up by very witty people who were dealing with quite difficult things: disease and death... I was brought up by people who tended to giggle at funerals.

Children don't need much advice but they really do need to be listened to and not just with half an ear.

It's not funny at all that we do all that advertising for children. Why is advertising for children allowed? What possible reason can there be for having those effing adverts on TV for all this crap that's made by poor people in poor countries that we sell our children who have too much?