I'm So Proud Of My Son For

Singing For Royalty Is A Dream Of Mine - I'd Absolutely Love To Sing For The Queen At The Royal Variety Show. All The Contestants Are Very Good. I Will Just Have To Do My Best And See What Happens.

For Now I'm Happy The Way I Am – Short And Plump. I Would Not Go In For Botox Or Anything Like That. I'm Content With The Way I Look. What's Wrong With Looking Like Susan Boyle? What's The Matter With That?

Nothing Is Impossible. It Can Be Downright Difficult, But Not Impossible.

When You're A Child, Grownups Always Tell You That "sticks And Stones Will Break Your Bones, But Words Will Never Hurt You". They Say It As If It's A Kind Of Spell That's Going To Protect You. I've Never Seen The Logic Of It. Cuts And Bruises Quickly Disappear. You Forget All About Them. The Psychological Wounds Inflicted By Bullies With Words Go Much Deeper.

My Singing Silenced The Bullies, But Better Than That, It Silenced The Demons Inside Me. When You're Jeered At, Told To Shut Up, Sit Still, Stop Being Silly, There's A Cacophony Of Noise Rolling Around In Your Head. When I Was Singing, It Was Peaceful.