I Am Very Short-sighted, And If I

I've Just Got Crap Hair. Although I Inherited A Lot Of Stuff From My Dad, Including Giant Knees, I Didn't Get His Good, Thick Hair. I Got My Mother's Thin, Wispy, Non-event Hair Instead.

Without Fake Tan I Have The Skin Tones Of A Dead Jellyfish.

I Have A Very Solo Career. I Only Write With People That I Really Adore.

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

I Know The New Comedy God Is Surrealism, But It Doesn't Touch My Heart.