My mum [who has breast cancer] is a fighter. I've got that from her, I know she's a fighter.

The worst was when my skirt fell down to my ankles, but I had on thick tights underneath.

I work very hard and I'm worth every cent.

I cannot drink or do anything that changes the mind.

I do want someone, need someone. You're right. And, when I'm with you, I feel like I'm a better person. I feel happier. Less alone, less lonely. But it's not as simple as that, is it? Being with someone?

I have no regrets. I've got my health.

I've been doing my job well for 17 years. People must see something in me. Otherwise, I'd be over and out.