I just feel that the only power I have is setting a good example.

I've got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.

For me feminism is bra-burning lesbianism. It's very unglamorous.

In school nativity plays I was always the bloody little donkey, I was never Mary.

Being mean about other people isn't on my radar.

I love Australian people.

I have days of self-doubt, but I think the kindest thing I can do to myself is accept where my body is at.