During my Queensland childhood, on the days when I avoided the chlorine-infused shower gauntlet and being corralled into the deep end of the school pool.

I was happiest in every aspect of my life in the 1990s, when I was married to Paddy [King, a management consultant] and we had the two children and my mum lived with us, and Countdown was the biggest show on Channel 4.

Pittsford, New York, writing my first book when our kids were small, riding my bike to work because we only had one car…that feeling of being needed and loved and vitally involved in something artistic that I didn’t fully understand, everything still lying ahead of us.

Probably last night, when I went into my sons’ bedroom and kissed them on their smelly heads.

I wanted to perform in some way, but I didn’t think it was viable. Teachers told me I should be a barrister, because I was always arguing with them.

I would care less about what people think.

Openness, curiosity and compassion.

The thought that I could be doing more: being more productive, doing more of the things that matter, and less of the things that don’t.

Some of my teachers. I was a bit of a handful as a kid. They were just trying to do their job and I made it very difficult.

If I am remembered at all that would be nice. I won’t be picky.