D is for… Dad & Dan
For my “D” post it was really hard to choose one thing or person so I’ve decided to have two (or maybe three!)
My dad is an amazing man and has always supported me. I was born with only one functioning kidney so my dad gave up drinking alcohol in case I ever needed one of his kidneys. He’s one in a zillion.
(This is my brother, grandad and dad on my wedding day in September 2007)
He was a bit puzzled all those years ago when I told him that I was going to try and write a book on Robert Pattinson and send it to publishers. He didn’t really know who Robert Pattinson was and thought I was a little bit crazy but he was so excited a few weeks later when I’d written it and managed to secure a book deal. When the book came out, he would go into supermarkets and book stores to tidy the shelves and make sure my book was displayed properly.
I’ve always been a daddy’s girl and every time I make the trip to London to see my agent, meet my editor or go to a press conference my dad always comes. We get the really early train which leaves around half five in the morning but we don’t care. We walk from Euston to Leicester Square and enjoy a cooked breakfast together. If there’s a film premiere that night we watch the fans eagerly waiting outside and see the red carpet being rolled out. We always make the most of the day, we walk everywhere and we’re always shattered by the time we catch our train home.
I see my dad most days and if I can’t see him then we’ll speak over the phone. My dad and mum mean the world to me and I’m so glad I live close by. When my dad went travelling with my brother in September I really missed him and was gutted that he couldn’t be there for my daughter’s second birthday party. I was so surprised when he turned up – as you can tell from this picture…
D is also for Dan, my brother. I was seven when he was born and I was so excited to have a brother. He is much more adventurous than me and has travelled to lots of countries over the last few years. He’s home at the minute which is lovely.
It’s also for dogs… I love dogs. I have had some wonderful dogs over the years. I have three cats at my house but my mum has five dogs and I walk them most days. If it was down to me, my mum’s dog Dave would live at our house but he doesn’t like cats (and my cats hate dogs) so he can’t.
My mum’s dogs are Chinese Crested dogs so I get funny looks when I walk them. They have hair on their heads and feet but apart from that they’re pretty bald. They’re really cute and love curling up on my lap. My daughter absolutely adores them, she’s must take after me as her dad loves cats.
Here’s a cute photo of her singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with Rudy on a walk…