I'm Very Bad At Having Heroes. I

I've Got This Horrible Feeling That I'm One Of Those People Who'll Always Have To Flog Their Guts Out To Get Anywhere.

I Still Can't Set Up The Ironing-board. A Complete Luddite.

I Have Always Had A Need For Attention But Didn't Plan To Be A Comic.

I'm A Schizophrenic Mix Of Wannabe Glamourpuss And Absolute Slob, And My Style Is Very Much Magistrate-meets-barmaid.

The Only Way To Go On Holiday Is With Your Expectations At Ground Level. Convince Yourself Before You Go That The Weather's Going To Be Dreadful And There Will Be Nylon Sheets. You'll Then Be Pleasantly Surprised.