I've always been attracted to the dark side, and I'm never 'unhappy' when I'm apparently sad, a fact I have to constantly explain to my husband, when I'm in tears and being rather grumpy, melancholy or despondant. 'It's just moving through', I explain. And I never write poetry when I'm happy - so there's that. What's the point of constant shiny? It's dull.

Except, when I'm really excited, I show it! I'm definitely the puppy. But my husband - who's probably more like you - loves me for it. A glimmer of innocence and enthusiasm in a cynical and often sad world, he says.