You may have realised by now that I am not a celebrity.
I am neither famous for being famous, nor constantly in the public eye due to my acting skills or singing capabilities. (Definitely not my singing, have you heard my vocals? They are loud but dreadfully tuneless.)
I am free to roam without autograph hunters and photo opportunists. Yes it's a normal, sometimes invisible, existence for me, and that suits me just fine.
During my normal life, every Wednesday morning, I collect my free copy of Stylist magazine. I travel via overhead and tube line, something celebrities would never dream of, due to their chauffeurs and non 9-5 office life.
I sit on the grubby seats of the circle line, avoiding eye contact with all commuters, who are not looking at me anyway as I am no-one to them. Then I usually turn to my favourite page, The five minute philosopher.
This mentioned page is an interview type article, where the interviewer asks different celebrities the same thought provoking questions.
Questions I am often left pondering about.
So today I thought I would have a bash at these questions. Who cares if I am not famous? I am still allowed to have the same thoughts and aspirations, aren't I.
You too could have a crack? I will allow you to do so, if you so wish.
What's the meaning of life?
I have often thought about this. Yes you might be surprised to hear I am quite a deep thinker, when I am not thinking about sparkly things and dinner time.
I suspect it's all about trying to be a better person and trying to make this world a better place. We all have our own personal journey, we should definitely learn, and create and experience on the way. Whilst remembering the bigger picture, and leave behind a positive impact on this world, however small or big you imagine this to be.
What's the difference between right and wrong?
Your conscience. If it don't feel right, don't do it!
Where is your happy place?
At home, with my family. I'm quite a simple, homely girl really.
I love 5pm on a Friday when I turn my lap top off (I work from home Fridays) then turn around to Tommy and say, "It's the weekend!"
I love Saturday mornings, waking up with Mark and Tommy and easing ourselves into the day with cartoons and scrambled eggs.
I love Saturday nights, fairy lights and lamps on, cooking for my family with a glass of wine.
I love Sunday afternoons, preparing a roast dinner for my family, listening and singing to George Michael.
Of course I like the great, big outdoors too. But there's something about the safe, content, relaxed feeling from home, surrounded by those you love.
Is it more important to be liked or respected?
Personally, I can't respect someone I don't like. Therefore I would have to say liked. I think like comes first, then respect. I also like to be liked.
What is your greatest love?
My family, my friends, George Michael. And chocolate.
If you could be remembered for one thing what would it be?
That I made people happy, It's important to be happy and create happiness. That and kindness. I would be honoured to be remembered by happiness and kindness. The world would be a better place if we gave and received happiness and kindness.
Does the supernatural exist?
I reckon so. There are too many stories, too many people sharing experiences. Plus I don't think this is it, I take comfort in the existence of the after life.
What is your greatest fear?
Loosing people I love. I confess to an irrational fear of this sometimes.
What lesson has been the hardest to learn?
That people you love die. I've never really accepted, forgot or understood, why my brother had to die at twenty three years old.
What food sums up happiness?
Chocolate. Particularly Cadbury's mini eggs.
What have you never understood?
Algebra.I hated maths at school, and algebra caused me so much concern. And guess what? After all that stressing and worrying it has not been necessary to use it since leaving school. Why did I waste so much time on this subject? Crazy!
What's the one thing you want to know before you die?
Did George Michael talk about me once in a Holland interview? I've been told he did, but alas I can't find the interview on the big world wide web.
I bet you thought I'd say something deep then, didn't you?
I don't want to get freaked out by dying so I don't want to know too much about what happens next. I believe we go to a good place, we will go when we are ready (I don't understand why people die young but I take a little comfort in thinking there must be a reason) and it will all make perfect sense one day.