Cleaning men’s toilets in the Swan hotel in the Cotswolds.

Nappies aren’t fun!

I just hate to work, so I can’t choose one.

When I was a kid I was a chambermaid in my family’s hotel, and I once found a strap-on that someone had left behind.

I remember being a teenager and writing this romantic short story in the style of the Brontës on a computer and I didn’t realise that the person whose computer it was could just print it out. A group of boys had a couple of pages and they were all reading it.

Listening to a song that my brother-in-law – the brother of Jason, my first husband – wrote, about how hard it was to live without his brother.

My mum looks after our kids all the time, but on the very few weeks she takes time off, doing it all is a big juggle. My mum is a combination of Mary Poppins and Angela Davis, so I’d clone her.

My mum, for the way that she brought up her three children and managed to make her money work. She worked as a cleaner for all these families we went to church with. She would cycle there with my little sister on the back of her bike – we didn’t have a car. She had an amazing mind for planning and organising so that we got to do ballet, we went to Brownies.

All the big ones – climate change, safety for our children, money.

I’m not really ashamed, but I haven’t read Lord of the Rings.