Running out of options.

I’ve been a strong advocate that all my five children should be great swimmers, so you can deduce what my fear is.

That we will be remembered as a people who locked our fellow citizens in cages and who believe that some people are rich and some people are poor because “it’s their nature” and that racism and poverty are inevitable parts of the order of things; that M.L.K. and Bobby Kennedy died in vain; and that no one any longer believes what M.L.K. said in his Nobel Prize address in Oslo: “There is nothing new about poverty. What is new, however, is that we have the resources to get rid of it.”

To be stuck in the past.

Worry – I am a terrible worrier.

I lose bank cards, I’m untidy, I get bored very quickly.

Can I have more than three? Creative, kind, a grafter, engaging, loyal, fun and generous.

Working in McDonald’s when I was 16. It was about 90p an hour. Because I was always late, they made me “trash walk” the length of Kentish Town high street and pick up the McDonald’s rubbish.

A radio presenter said I had yellow teeth – to my face. When I was 45, a manager in LA said I was too old to work in Hollywood; and then she rang my agent and said, “Can you tell your client never to wear that perfume again because it made me feel sick.”

Bullying, flakiness, rudeness, lack of humility, being patronising and ungenerous.