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I Had Been Feeling A Little Rum. I Didn't Think It Was Anything Serious Because Years Ago I Felt A Lump And It Was Benign. I Assumed This Would Be Too. It Kind Of Takes The Wind Out Of Your Sails, And I Don't Know What The Future Holds, If Anything.

My Career Is Chequered. Then I Think I Got Pigeon-holed In Humour; Shakespeare Is Not My Thing.

It's Easy To Get Bogged Down In Bad News.

I Think Everybody Who Was In It Thought They Were All Going To Be Eartha Kitt Or Be Big Stars. That Didn't Happen, But It Was A Wake-up Call To Have One's First Professional Job On Broadway, I Must Say.

I'm Not My Mother. And So I'm Not Raising My Kids In The Same Way. I Don't Respond In The Same Way. We Don't Spend Our Days In The Same Way Because I Don't Necessarily Enjoy The Same Things She Likes To Do.