It took the love of a good man [to heal]. When I was reverting back into my, let's say, perversions, he would say: 'Let's go get an ice cream. I am not going to enable you. If you can only come as a wanton woman for hire, because you feel dirty and shamed, then no. Women are goddesses.' And I know that and I believe that. I chose a man who believed that, too.

I've got tonnes of aboriginal and Native American art, but I'd like even more.

I don't allow challenges to trip me up.

I know people sometimes have this fantasy about Cornwall. But the Cornish are so grounded.

I like cosy, intimate houses.

When I got older, I chose to look at Christianity as another myth.

I have a rule that I don't read my press, but then somebody in the crew will be reading it and of course it's right there, so what do you think I do?