Quotes from Susanna Reid

Apparently, there are all sorts of reasons why your hair might stop growing, including split ends, breakage and overuse of heated styling tools - in my case, it might be a combination of all three!

'Fake' used to be an insult, but now it's a badge of honour, with hair extensions, tans and nails all artificial, but looking fabulous.

I get at least six hours each night, meaning I am generally in bed at 9pm. Then, to top up my sleep, I take a nap as soon as I get home from the studio each morning at 9.30am. Although my sleep is broken into two chunks, this makes up a seven-hour total that keeps me going.

I may look like I'm in control on TV, but underneath I'm trying to hold it together like we all are. Here's to busy mums everywhere and the power to, occasionally, say 'enough'.

My interest in self-help began when I was a child in the Seventies. My mum had a book she would consult regularly: 'Passages' by Gail Sheehy, which deals with the challenging stages of growing up.

Many people don't want to read the news on a phone. I'm the same, and so is my dad, for whom I'm trying to organise a daily newspaper delivery.

To be fair, I have no idea what my natural hair colour is any more - and I have no intention of finding out after 20 years of dedicated dyeing. I go to a local salon every few weeks to have my roots done when they have barely emerged.

When I did lose weight, by the way, I did it because my doctor recommended it. My secret isn't a pill. I took individual steps to eat more healthily, cutting down on unhealthy snacking and the empty calories of alcohol.

Let's face it, staying at home has its appeal. The modern family set-up with both parents working is fraught with challenges most of us will have experienced.

Normally, I have to be dragged kicking and screaming into the festive spirit. I'm not a Scrooge. But when I was growing up, Christmas didn't begin until mid-December.

Instead of respecting nurses, we have started blaming them for problems they don't create. And, in doing so, we are making everyone less safe.

As a journalist, you want to try to maintain that objectivity and detachment.

For many women, adopting a traditional full-time domestic role would be unthinkable. But if being at home and looking after your husband works for you, I'm behind you.

I may have been through the pain of childbirth three times, but I'm incredibly nervous about having my upper ear pierced.

I think about my mum staying up all night with me when I was cramming for exams, and supporting me through all of life's ups and downs.

During the war, women without nylons drew lines up the backs of their legs to give the illusion of silk stockings. Painting over grey hair with spray-on root touch-up - or even dark eyeshadow - is the Covid-19 equivalent.

Women of my generation aren't becoming more conservative as we get older. On the contrary, we're less concerned about what people think.

I don't eat meat, but I do cook it for my sons, so I'm a slave to expiry dates. I have a different approach to vegetables, since they don't come out of the ground with a best-before sticker. I have red onions in the fridge which are six months old, but I'll still happily eat them.

As a studious schoolgirl, I'd go back into the classroom every autumn brimming with enthusiasm.

When my boys were little and food wasn't easily delivered via an app, the restaurant at the end of the road was my saviour.

The Victoria's Secret fashion shows? I've always detested them. Not only because they made me feel insanely jealous of the utter magnificence of the models, but also because I couldn't stop myself falling for the fantasy.

I would never say no at a red-carpet event. It's part of the job. Without the viewers we are nothing, so a simple picture is hardly too much to ask.

My natural curviness means I will never be considered lean. I can be healthy, but lean - no.