And so one becomes, or I become, anyway, slightly obsessive, particularly about my health, because you wouldn't want to read the letters people write when you're off and they're disappointed - it's so awful, the guilt one feels for not being there.

I thought: 'Gosh, it really has been worth the wait.' And I think had I gone with Evita, I probably wouldn't have been ready to deal with it. It was just the m…

On the very rare occasion when they don't all jump up out of their seats I'm always mortified.

Oh, it was awful, and I vowed to myself I would never, ever push myself to the edge that much again. It was really frightening. Because absolutely everything s…