Very proud to be part of this brilliant new idea: a website celebrating Selfish Mothers. Being a decent person and parent is all about what they tell you on a plane: put on your own sodding oxygen mask first before you try and save anyone else.
Of course, I would say that, though, wouldn’t I? What other way do you justify doing 100 gigs in 100 nights? “When it comes to being a selfish mother, I have quite literally written the book on it. You can’t get more self-centered than doing something you want to do just because you want to do it for a hundred consecutive nights. Something which you do for the love of it and to scratch an itch and because you know you have to. I neither regret it nor would I recommend it. But it made me understand that sometimes it’s OK to be outlandishly selfish, as long as there’s an end in sight.”