Being a monarchist - saying that one small group is born more worthy of respect than another - is just as warped and strange as being a racist.

Presley sounded like Jayne Mansfield looked - blowsy and loud and low.

It seems that one moment I was this little kid only caring about animals and flowers and stuff, and then the next minute I was this raging stew of hormones. I don't know if you've ever been a raging stew of anything, but I wouldn't particularly recommend it.

I won't be going to any New Year's Eve parties because I think they're naff. No one over the age of 15 should bother going to parties.

It is also interesting to note that the original supermodels are now making a comeback after being dismissed in the Nineties as being 'greedy' by a gaggle of male designers who lived like Sun Kings.

Whenever I am sent a new book on the lively arts, the first thing I do is look for myself in the index.

In Barcelona, things seem so different. For example, I know that it's traditionally the least Spanish city, but you'd never know they had a monarchy, coming here as a tourist - as opposed to the UK, where the Queen is probably the best-known animal, vegetable and/or mineral going when it comes to overseas visitors.