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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.