Thirty-odd years ago I bought a black pinstripe suit which I thought was £900. But when I went to pay that was just the jacket – the trousers and waistcoat were extra. I didn’t have the balls to put anything back. I dread to think how much it cost me in the end.

My aeroplane, a Diamond DA42. It’s a twin-engine aircraft and I bought her brand new to fly around the world solo. Very sadly my mum was diagnosed with terminal cancer about six weeks before I was due to take off, in May 2017, and she died early June. After that, I lost interest in doing it.

I once bought the most expensive moisturiser in the shop and it brought me out in spots. Lesson learned.

A guitar – a 1959 Gibson 335.

I am happiest right now. Things are going really well – my professional life, my personal life, my family life.

I would like to be remembered for the quality of my work by people who don’t know me; and by the people who know me I’d like to be remembered for being good company.

To my mum, for never being able to live up to what she would have liked me to be. She always wanted me to be a little princess and I was never going to be that.