That Darn Cat

My sons are precious to me and I have tried incredibly hard to strike the right balance between work and home life while being acutely aware that I haven't always got it right.

Wherever I am in the world, I never get Sunday night blues. I suppose it's because I've never worked at any one thing long enough to start hating it.

Do I think I'm under-educated? Academically, absolutely. I never took any exams, no O- or A-levels.

If ever I feel I might be able to tackle it, I'd love to try holding a spear or something in the theater, or opening a door, or anything, just to try it, you know, because it must be some marvelous magic thing.

I mean, there's not an awful lot of limelight. Perhaps at premieres and the pictures and the people; that's all exciting. But the actual work, like today: it's just work; it's just the work I happen to do instead of going to an office and being a secretary or in a shop, you know?