When I very first started out, I had that arrogance of youth.

You grow up by making mistakes. I've made a ton of them, but as long as I keep on failing better, I don't mind.

And whatever my weight, I've always been skinny from the waist up.

I'd love to adopt, but having a daughter, Daisy, who's in the middle of her teens, I'm now thinking: Is this a time to start all over again or is this a time to realise those child-rearing years are over?

The early part of my career I really struggled, getting turned down again and again. I was in debt, and it was horrible. And then my family hit such highs in their careers, I asked myself what I was thinking going into the same profession.

So finally, I can feel a sort of pride in all my family - Mum, Lynn, Corin, Tasha, my cousin Gemma - because, I think how wonderful that this troop of gypsies can carry on telling stories.

Seize the day. Well, I aspire to that anyway.