I married two weeks after my 18th birthday, far too young, and by the time I was 23 I was a single mother of three small children, Sean, Daniel and Victoria, living in a prefab house.

She liked people. Me, I can take them or leave them, but mostly leave them.

Yes, I hate it when people call me a 'national treasure'. It takes away your bite and makes you feel like a harmless old golden Labrador.

I have decided to keep a full journal, in the hope that my life will perhaps seem more interesting when it is written down.

I am from the working class. I am now what I was then. No amount of balsamic vinegar and Prada handbags could make me forget what it was like to be poor.

Every time I start a new piece of work, I spend a long while under the duvet thinking I can't do it.

My skin is dead good. I think it must be a combination of being in love and Lucozade.