On my mother's side I'm Polish-Jewish, and on my father's side I'm Scottish puffin.

There aren't many laughs in that and I remember doing a look and everybody laughed and I just thought, wow, that's incredible how you can do that. So I did another look and they laughed again and then I remember thinking, hold on, this isn't right for this piece, you've got to stop it.

Every drama school in the country turned me down, and so I was lucky to study drama at all, even if it was lowly Birmingham University. But even when I came out with my degree, my mother promptly insisted I go straight to secretarial college to have something to fall back on, just in case - which didn't exactly fill me with confidence.

Oh, nobody would ever want to know me in Hollywood. I'm far too puffin-faced for that, too weird-looking. No, I think I'll probably stick to telly, if telly'll have me, though I wouldn't mind doing radio plays as well.

On my mother's side I'm Polish-Jewish, and on my father's side I'm Scottish puffin.

It suddenly hit me one day: after we're married I'll be called Mrs T Leaf!

It's interesting to see the dislocation between how people perceive a person visually. Apparently on the radio I'm blonde with a big arse.