I come from Beverley in East Yorkshire, and no one there would step outside their front door, or even their back door, on a Saturday night - or any other time, for that matter - unless they were dressed to the nines.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.
I come from a very working-class background, so my family would have been downstairs in the past, as opposed to upstairs. People are often quite surprised to hear that, that I'm not actually posh.
People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.
I just go in my back garden. It's the only place where people don't come and bother you.
Whenever I'm in Glasgow I go and stand outside the front of the house I grew up in, which is in Mount Vernon.
I don't have many people showing up at my door. Very few people come out. When they do, I get a little suspicious. I live way up on a hill, way, way back in the country.
At some hotels, I feel like I have to be dressed to the nines - perfectly eccentric - to walk out the door.
We moved around a bit when I was younger, but I grew up primarily in Rhode Island, in a beautiful seaside community called East Greenwich. It was a small town, and so safe that we rarely locked our doors at night.
When I married Paul, we lived in St John's Wood in London. We had nice next-door neighbours, but you don't know anyone else. Everyone lives in isolation.
I don't normally take to Yorkshiremen.