I'm always weeping at something or other.
What's so brave about being bald? I've not fought for my country or found the cure for cancer - I've just gone out without my hat on!
Every day I do something that freaks me out.
I have tried therapy a couple of times, but it hasn't worked.
People say, what is she thinking? I'm thinking: fun; cash; travel.
I don't miss my pin-up days. I'm far too old for that malarkey.