Group Captain Carol Jean Vorderman MBE RAFAC (born 24 December 1960) is a British media personality, best known for co-hosting the popular game show Countdown for 26 years from 1982 until 2008.
I'm a bit frightened of the idea of a full facelift because, when you look in the mirror, you want to look like yourself.
Change is one of my favourite words.
The photoshoot glitz and TV studio make-up isn't the real me. I spend most days at home in Bristol in jeans and a T-shirt running around after the kids or shopping in the Co-op.
My commitment is to my kids and my mum and I'm having a whale of a time.
I'm very pleased how my children have turned out.
I'd be happy to stay single now because I've always been in relationships. For the first time ever I can do what I want, when I want, with who I want, without answering to anyone.
I've never once heard my mum shout and she's 83 now. She's incredible. She's very, very happy, slightly eccentric but loves laughing, which I do too.
Next year, I hope there will be even more parties, lots of holidays and just having a good time, really. Plus wing-walking, air shows and learning to fly, as they are all things I want to do. I won't be restricted by age.
I would put belly laughing at the top of my highlights list. They always say that laughter is the best medicine.
For now I'm building up stories for the retirement home!
The divorce is a regret of mine and my mum thinks that we should have stayed together. He's now remarried so there's no chance of us getting back together.
I loved doing 'Countdown. ' I now consider that I was very, very lucky - not just because it was such a wonderful show to do, but because it lasted for so long.
After 30 years of television, I want to play more than I used to.
My first marriage was totally unsuitable and shouldn't have happened. It was a whirlwind, rebound thing. I was 23 or 24 - a baby.
I drive a tiny Toyota iQ. I'm quite frugal and often cut my own hair.
There was a great strain in our family because my father didn't want anything to do with me. He was happy to see my brother and sister, but not me. I don't know why. Maybe it was shame. I don't know. But he never wanted anything to do with me. That rejection was terribly hurtful and it went on for years.
Everything has to be organised for kids in London - you can't just walk three roads to see a friend.
I cannot do the piece-of-talking-meat thing, the 'Here's your money, wear a pretty dress and take the cheque. ' I'm not made that way. I have to be as good as I can be at whatever I do.
The photoshoot glitz and TV studio make-up isn't the real me.
I'm terrible as I never take my make-up off at night, which I know is really dreadful. Whenever I'm out partying I just can't be bothered and now I am on 'Loose Women' that tends to be all the time. I hope next year holds even more parties for me.