We spent our honeymoon at a fabulous place called the Grapevine Canyon Ranch near Tucson, Arizona, and totally fell for the City Slickers fantasy, so it would be wonderful to take the children there now that they are old enough… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
I took a while to fall in love with Val d'Isere. It was November 1985 and, keen to delay getting a 'serious job' after university, I had signed up for a season as a chalet girl. What struck me first… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
I was a decent cook - competent enough to turn out the standard Eighties chalet fare: beef Wellington, banoffee pie, Delia's chocolate bread-and-butter pudding… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
The challenge of election broadcasting is to stick to the story and line. — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
'Rebecca' by Daphne du Maurier was the first grown-up book I read, when I was aged about 12. — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
Stats are stats but if you want to be sure you're going to have, say, three children with no problems, you should start at… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
It doesn't matter what you look like. If you can't do the job you will soon be found out. — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
I'm a good dressmaker. When I was a student I made all my own clothes, and earned good money making ball gowns and wedding… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
Gradually, we fell in love with camper-vanning. It's a strange business to begin with - rather like driving a large, rather flimsy cardboard box.… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
I was offered a screen test for a business show on Japanese TV. I did it for a laugh, really, and I got the… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
It's not your job to be warm on the news; you can be empathetic, but you can't emote. That can be difficult sometimes -… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
I didn't come from the sort of family where Daddy would provide - so I had to work. — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
First off, it's a bit of a tired old chestnut that if a woman is pretty than she can't be bright. God what are… — Mary Nightingale Copy Share Image
