When my 'Scientific American' arrives every month, I read it cover to cover.
Is there a God? No. God is a verb, not a noun.
In 1962 I was 17, so I was definitely watching the dance shows on television.
There was never any pressure on me to go into the business, but I was always aware of it. I'd go on the set with my father and he and my mother would always be singing.
When I look back on my life, I wonder how I survived - my mother said I had a guardian angel.
I am extremely lucky; I've never been ill - although about 20 years ago I broke my right arm hang gliding.