My default position is to say yes.
Over the years, I've accepted plenty of invitations I should have steered clear of.
On Would I Lie to You?, I sat there like a turnip, too slow to get a word in between the professional comedians' whip-fast banter.
On Celebrity Mastermind, I was so panicked I ran up the lowest score on record – I couldn't even name the left-handed lead singer Beatle.
Occasionally, wiser heads have dissuaded me from challenges. My family put a stop to Dancing on Ice with cries of 'Mum, you can't dance and are far too old – you'll break your neck!'
My agent had similar reservations, more politely put, about celebrity Strictly.
But my agreeing to The Masked Singer went unchallenged by nannying friends and family,…
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