The world is too little aware of the waste of life, limb and land which anti-personnel landmines are causing among some of the poorest people on earth.

I'd like people to think of me as someone who cares about them.

My God. What's happened?

The press is ferocious. It forgives nothing, it only hunts for mistakes . . . In my position anyone sane would have left a long time ago.

My first thoughts are that I should not let people down, that I should support them and love them.

I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I had tremendous hope in me.

I found myself being more and more involved with people who were rejected by society - with drug addicts, alcoholism, battered this, battered that - and I found an affinity there.