The amalgamation of my parents (OK, I know I'm cheating): together, they are an amazing combination of sensible and liberal. I couldn't imagine my life without their sacrifice and singular support.

My little sister Yasmin. She’s got congenital heart disease, but continues to smile regardless.

My mam, dad and sister, who have all been through an incredible amount. They’ve all had health problems and have come through with strength, grace and positivity.

Johnny Mathis - he is so perfect.

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

I worked in a cafe, which I loved, but when it was quiet we had to scrape the fat out from between the tiles on the floor with a butter knife.

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.

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.

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