Sundays growing up? My mum is Irish Catholic, so we went to mass. I didn’t understand what was going on and would wander round the church while she worried about my dress catching light on one of the candles.
Sunday mornings now? My Maltese dog wakes me up early by chewing my hair to let me know she needs to defecate. We go for a walk to get coffee.
Do you see friends? The effort I’ll make on a Sunday to meet up with friends, even if I’m exhausted, is very different to the effort I’d make on a Friday night. Flower markets, farmer’s markets, psychic fairs…
Psychic fairs? On a Sunday I’m like a truffle pig for them, especiallymainly in community halls. I’ve got all the time in the world for reiki and having my hair read.
Any exercise? I love a big walk on Hampstead Heath, but I don’t swim in the ponds. I did once and I got the shits so badly I had to cancel an appearance on The Last Leg.
What about music? Elaine Paige on Radio 2 is my happy place. She plays show tunes and reads out letters… I get stressed out if I miss it.
Anything to drink? I’m sober now, so a Cherry Coke Zero. It’s absolutely delicious; the only diet drink that is better than the original.
What’s on the telly? Sundays are strictly for period dramas and old movies, not murder documentaries. Cosy vibes like Jane Austen – especially if its raining – or anything with Shirley MacLaine.
Evening rituals? Batten down the hatches: spenny candles, a big bath where everything gets shaved, a book with the dog in my lap. Very Victorian, but with more freedom.
Last thing? I listen to white noise to block out the sound of my neighbours and an audiobook to block out my own thoughts. It’s chaos, but each deals with a different intruder.
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