I don’t think I’ve ever done a job that I hate. I worked as a temp briefly when I was out of work and it was fun.

A temp job at BT. I still have nightmares about ADSL lines. I still don’t know what one is. I would find myself on national conference calls being questioned about ADSL lines and told that the problem was in London. I would try not to breathe so they would forget I was there.

Redeeming mortgages. I did it for a few weeks, and it sealed the deal that I wanted a career in entertainment.

When I was 19, I washed up in the basement of a Paris restaurant that stank of rotted food. I did it for six months, until I was promoted to vegetable boy.

I campaigned for a creative industry regulatory body, and that’s now happening in the next 18 months. It’s called CIISA [Creative Industries Independent Standards Authority]. I’m proud that I set the ball rolling and dared to challenge the establishment.

The first time I remember being truly happy was with my children on Ainsdale beach, not far from Southport. I spent £15 on butties, and we spent the whole day by the sea.

The really terrible things that are happening in the Middle East made me cry for two days after 7 October. All those poor children on both sides.

As someone who tried, who had dignity, and stuck to what she believed in despite the storms.

Safety, and being able to be completely yourself.

To be led by love and not judgment.