In the late 1980 she decided to move to Los Angeles to expand her career.
I've caught her on a good day, when she says she's hoping to find a decent chap, doesn't want children and is thrilled to be back in London, but I don't doubt that someone else, meeting her next week, would find her in a terrible strop, renouncing men, planning to adopt, and packing her bags for Paris.
They're looking at the celebrity - at the veneer, at their own fantasy, if you like.
It has to be either important or interesting and that goes for people, food, hobbies — everything.
Russ and I knew it was the perfect place when we watched a hedgehog meander down the driveway.
I don't mean marriage, I'm not looking for marriage.
Having spent most of her life being rather dismissive of her mother and father and their sensible, middle-class approach to life, she is now making amends.