Nothing is going to improve my hearing. I've only got to prevent it from getting worse.

When I look in the mirror, I sometimes think I'm getting old, but then I have two generations behind me so that helps puts things into perspective. I am a grandmother now, but at least my nine-year-old grandson Jude calls me Glamma and not Granny.

When I was young I used to smother myself with olive oil mixed with a dash of vinegar to keep the flies away and lay in the sunshine for hours on end. But we knew no better then. Now we know how stupid that was.

I genuinely enjoy talking one-to-one. I have no shyness about that.

Nothing is going to improve my hearing. I've only got to prevent it from getting worse.

But as far as my work is concerned, I see no impediment, and various advantages, to being deaf.

We all live in fear of cancer, but to be told you have skin cancer was terrifying.