I had been feeling a little rum. I didn't think it was anything serious because years ago I felt a lump and it was benign. I assumed this would be too. It kind of takes the wind out of your sails, and I don't know what the future holds, if anything.

The thing is, often press people ask questions that are so personal that even your nearest and dearest wouldn't ask them.

Don't be defeatist, dear, it's very middle class.

I said 'It can't go on' and he said 'No, it can't.' Honestly, I don't think I could have mattered less to him by then. But by then, nothing mattered to him.

There were male colleges, and there were very few female colleges.

I tend to head for what's amusing because a lot of things aren't happy. But usually you can find a funny side to practically anything.

People say it gets better but it doesn't. It just gets different, that's all.