Kate Dickie

I've been angst-ridden all my life, but finally I'm in a place where things don't matter so much.

I turn into a crying, hysterical maniac when I see a spider. It's pathetic.

I hate going into a room with people in it and the feeling of them staring. I find every moment excruciating.

Ageing doesn't mean giving up on style and individuality; it doesn't mean abandoning fashion and living in comfy slippers and flannel knickers.

By New Year's Eve, we're so done going out we usually just light a fire, play one last card game, and watch the ball drop in our jammies.