I Love Fashion, But I Don't Come

As A Five-year-old In Berlin In 1965, I Didn't Know That Funny Women Existed. It Wasn't Until I Got Back To England That I Realised Women Could Be Funny.

I Have A Fear Of Poverty In Old Age. I Have This Vision Of Myself Living In A Skip And Eating Cat Food. It's Because I'm Freelance, And I've Never Had A Proper Job. I Don't Have A Pension, And My Savings Are Dwindling. I Always Thought Someone Would Just Come Along And Look After Me.

I Wouldn't Say I Was Grumpy. It's More Pathological - I Have Seismic Tantrums. I Get Red In The Face And Cry At Least Three Times A Week, And I Have To Lie Down And Have A Nap Afterwards.

I Can't Tan Naturally.

For Me, Being A Woman Suits What I Want To Talk About And What My Audience Wants To Hear. Maybe I'm A Dying Breed.