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'm the one by the backdoor - I am not the one in the middle of the party.

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.

I can not remember even thinking that I was deaf when I was dancing.

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

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

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.