The gym is where I get my chill-out time. I try to go six days a week, but when I'm working, that goes down to about three.

I do still get the odd fan letter about The Good Life, clearly written by somebody aged 18, who says: Will you send a photograph? And I think: Maybe it's kinder not to. I'm deeply into my 50s now.

The girl-next-door image is a sort of joke; for years, I couldnt get any roles other than as somebody dark.

I don't take money seriously, so I can't keep any.

Success breeds success, and failure leads to a sort of fallow period.

There is the most wonderful thing called Polaris: it's a very high frequency laser treatment that lifts and tightens the skin.

When I was much younger, I sometimes felt rejected by feminists because of an image that I sold because it paid the bills. Any fool could tell my hair is dyed.