If I Did Have The Impulse To

I'm A Sex Machine To Both Genders. It's All Very Exhausting. I Need A Lot Of Sleep.

My Idea Of A Holiday Was Following My Family Up The Hill With My Pekinese, Who Would Skip Over The Heather In Front Of Me.

Hmm... Death By Mini Bar, How Glamorous.

As A Kid I Would Be Put To Bed When My Parents Had Guests And Because I Was Such A Show-off I Would Go To My Mum's Room, Put On Her Nightdress And Jackie Onassis Shawl, Run Downstairs, Go Outside, Ring The Doorbell And Pretend To Be One Of The Guests. I'd Say, 'hello, I'm Mrs. So-and-so.

I Have Nothing To Complain About.. Except Maybe People Wondering If A Queen Like Me Can Be Butch-it-up Enough To Play A Convincing Straight Man.