There are enough people in the world who are going to write you off. You don't need to do that to yourself.

It was my Mum who got me into singing properly - she knew I had to do something with my voice because she knew I was talented. She was the one who pushed me into joining a choir all those years ago, when I was about 12. I remember she told me to start with the choir and just see where it took me.

As long as I don't break the camera, I'll be fine.

Singing for royalty is a dream of mine - I'd absolutely love to sing for the Queen at the Royal Variety Show. All the contestants are very good. I will just have to do my best and see what happens.

Nothing is impossible. It can be downright difficult, but not impossible.

I'm trying to be a professional singer. ... I've never been given the chance before. But here's hoping it'll change.

For now I'm happy the way I am – short and plump. I would not go in for Botox or anything like that. I'm content with the way I look. What's wrong with looking like Susan Boyle? What's the matter with that?

I live myself with my cat Pebbles. She isn't enjoying the attention as much as me - she ran off up the stairs as soon as the film crew for the show came into the house. She didn't come down for hours. But I have the support of all my brothers and sisters and my neighbours and friends - everyone thinks it's just great.

I was always musical - yelling when I was a baby, singing into a brush and singing in the shower.

I would love to adopt a child too but my cat might get jealous. I don't want to see a cat and a baby fighting. It's something I might do later.

I needed to stop eating sweeties and cakes. It's the bane of my life. I had to lose the weight for my health.

The one's who were mean to me are now nice to me.

I was told I had brain damage. I always knew it was an unfair label. Now I have a clearer understanding of what's wrong and I feel relieved and a bit more relaxed about myself.

I'm so proud of my son for being so funny!