I might be needy, competitive and desperate but it's far better than being wet.

I am best viewed from a distance.

I admire the Elsie Tanners and Barbara Windsors of the world: people who have crawled back from the abyss. I'm quite camp in that respect.

I'm a schizophrenic mix of wannabe glamourpuss and absolute slob, and my style is very much magistrate-meets-barmaid.

I have a fear of poverty in old age. I have this vision of myself living in a skip and eating cat food. It's because I'm freelance, and I've never had a proper job. I don't have a pension, and my savings are dwindling. I always thought someone would just come along and look after me.

I've got this horrible feeling that I'm one of those people who'll always have to flog their guts out to get anywhere.

I think my siblings sometimes have to defend me within their social circles - they are both barristers.