I don't like conflict.
I was shy as a child. Now I'm not really shy any more, unless I'm with shy people. I find it contagious and I don't know what to say. But I don't think shyness is something one should feel apologetic about.
Also, in a funny way, if you have been happily married there are no unresolved areas, nothing to prove to yourself after the other dies.
I was a quiet teenager, introverted, full of angst.
I took a fortnight off. But I'm not a great believer in breaks. I don't want to be rattling around inside my own head. I did feel I was spiralling into a Kathy Burke character and tried going out, but I prefer it here. Filming keeps me busy. It absorbs me.
I know the crew so well, so I forget I'm being filmed. It's like cooking with a friend in the kitchen - you're talking, as you do, and maybe you're telling her about this wonderful way to prepare lamb chops - it's more natural, more honest.
On the whole, I prefer Christmas as an adult than I did as a child.
The thing I liked about writing about food when I started it was that I felt I was writing about food in a different way. Not like a food writer.
Statistically, people who have been happily married and then widowed tend to remarry.
In England and America people tend to graze all day long, but I think it's such a waste to be constantly picking at food because you then can't enjoy a proper full meal when the time comes.
And, in a funny way, each death is different and you mourn each death differently and each death brings back the death you mourned earlier and you get into a bit of a pile-up.
It sounds like something on a very trite T-shirt, but life is what happens.
There is a kind of euphoria of grief, a degree of madness.
I wasn't good with authority, went to lots of schools, didn't like the fact that there was no autonomy.
