Walking is my hobby, and I'm lucky that I live right on the edge of Hampstead Heath.
As you get older, your idiosyncrasies become sort of exaggerated. So you are who you have always been, only more so.
My mother had Alzheimer's, and it's a desperately, desperately cruel thing to witness.
Rather nostalgically, I sometimes think I could still play Juliet. Inside, I'm still an incorrigible romantic.
I'm lucky because I have never been pigeonholed and the roles have kept on coming.
I don't colour my hair, and I look like the back end of a bus, so I get asked to play old people.
All the Shakespeare parts are for young women, mostly.
