The nicest thing about coming of age is that I can do whatever I like.
I humbly apologise for reality Television.
It’s no fun getting older. I might be wearing beautiful diamond earrings but they can’t take away the pain of losing my hearing.
On girls night in we talk about dating; the ups and downs of the previous week. Our collective laughter is uncontrollable and tearful, even the most disappointing dates become meritorious on girls night in.
Well it has been very exciting and very changing as well. Celebrating the 40th year and having the album out and the Channel 4 documentary and I resigned from Blind Date.
The difference with me is that I did inhale.
But reality television is here to stay.
Work is a four-letter word.
I didn’t think before that I’d done enough to justify publishing an autobiography but after 40 years in show business I’m now ready to tell my story.
I had to do the book because there was an unauthorised biography which didn’t tell it like it was.
I never did acid, I am just so high anyway.
I do not miss ITV, God no! Have you seen ITV lately?
