I can't leave England.
If I was a gold-digger, I would have a lot of money in my bank account. I'd be worth millions and millions.
I was competing in an IPC World Cup race, but the finish area was short and I came across the line with my head down and went straight through the fence. It was only because the Italian team doctor leapt out to grab me that I didn't smash through the café window.
I've always gone out with men who wanted a cook all the time.
My body shape was made to get into the perfect aerodynamic position.
My personal view is that until there is a disincentive to write lies and abusive comments it's going to continue.