I'm currently in an interesting correspondence with a nun about forgiveness

The whole business of getting famous was good fun, but it was a long time ago.

I've found a more personal, pagan kind of religion to satisfy the spiritual side of things.

Just because someone's dead doesn't mean it's over. My grandfather died more than 25 years ago, but I still think of him a lot and smell his smell.

I'm not sure how aware of the rest of the world I am. I live a rather sheltered existence

My dresser and I have the hots for the new rugby ace Danny Cipriani. We have a shrine in my dressing room - press photos of him on the field looking swarthy and fit, and snaps of our boy emerging from Mayfair nightclubs, looking sexy and dishevelled.

I thought a dignified thing to do would be to live in the country by the time I'm 50 and write books