Now [after doing Pilates], I have muscles of steel and could easily deal with giving birth.

I could do with more mobbing. Particularly from women. I'd like to be treated like Ricky Martin.

Basically, my life is so boring, it's embarrassing.

I don't particularly like babies. I don't mind them for about four minutes. That's my max. After that I can't quite see what everyone's fussing about.

I don't have any particular burning desire to go back to being cuddly. Not really.

I cling to the fantasy that I could have done something more creative. Like actually writing a script, or writing a book. But the awful truth is that I... probably can't!

And I particularly like the whole thing of being boss. Boss and employee... It's the slave quality that I find very alluring.