The siblings of special needs children are quite special. Absolutely accepting and totally loving, from birth, someone who is different mentally, and has a different way of seeing the world, is a wonderful trait. It's a trait I wish there was another way of getting, but there isn't. And it does involve a degree of not having it fantastically easy.

Red carpets and dressing up are a part of work that I enjoy less than some people.

When I'm a brunette, it's four times harder to hail a taxi. Then I go blonde again, and suddenly there are taxis everywhere.

Once you have a Down's syndrome child, you can't conform. In a way, you're free.

My mum's from Yorkshire and my parents aren't snotty or posh - they're very hard workers, both of them.

I tell people that I'm a Christian, but I don't think it's giving an insight into who I am or what I'm about.

I've got spider veins all over my legs, so I wear opaque tights all winter. All sorts of colours.