Daisy May Cooper believes that acting is essentially pretending, and one’s ability to do it successfully depends on their natural talent or lack thereof.

My dad was overly cautious and always warned me about everything. He had the most extreme anxiety out of anyone I’ve ever met and avoided taking risks at all costs. I still remember one time when I got excited about the snow outside, and my dad sat me down on the bed to tell me a story about a boy who went blind from a snowball. It traumatized me, along with countless other horror stories he told.

Additionally, my dad had a huge ego. He was part of a mod band called Relay and instead of reading bedtime stories, he would bring in his guitar and talk about the band. He even claimed to have written the song Tambourine Man. For years, whenever I heard it on the radio, I would think, “My dad actually wrote this.” Eventually, I confronted him about it, and although he denied ever claiming it, he definitely did.

Our upbringing was far from conventional, but we thought it was normal. At one point, my brother Charlie and I had to share a mattress because we were evicted from our parents’ rented home. They hadn’t paid the rent for five months, and we ended up in a tiny two-bedroom council house, where they still live. It’s funny to think about what would have happened if one of us brought someone home. But that never happened.

My experience at Rada (Royal Academy of Dramatic Art) was traumatic. The tutors made us practice the Stanislavski Method, and we were forced to talk about our experiences of rape and miscarriage to be as “real” as possible. It was nonsense. Acting is simply pretending. Either you can do it or you can’t.

This Country completely changed everything for me. It completely shifted my sense of self-worth. I finally felt validated. Some people thought it was just talk when we said we were going to write something, but we did. We were broke before. I couldn’t even afford tampons. Now I don’t have to worry about money. It’s amazing to be free from the constant worry.

When it comes to relaxation, I masturbate. I also love reading books, especially ghost stories, and walking around haunted places. I’ve even seen a ghost before, but it wasn’t as exciting as I expected.

Meeting Rami Malek at Jimmy Carr’s party blew my mind. His girlfriend was a huge fan of This Country. Did he offer me a role in his next film? Absolutely not.

I do feel pressure to maintain success, but I’m not as ambitious as I used to be. If this is what I’m destined for, I’m content with it. As long as I can continue making my Cameo videos, that’s enough for me.

Being famous is absolutely fantastic. I can simply call Pizza Express and secure a table on a busy Saturday.

Next, I want to try my hand at writing a film. That’s what Simon Pegg did. I remember him saying, “When it comes to money, don’t bother with TV series, the real money is in movies.” So, I’m going to give it a shot. If that doesn’t work out, I might start my own OnlyFans account. I would choose whatever requires the least effort. I’d charge customers £100 just to say, “You’re a cockwomble” to them.

My ultimate ambition is to write the film script for “Katie Price: The Movie.” I would play Katie and make sure it wins an Oscar. And if it’s within the production budget, I’d even get my breasts done to match hers. That would be the dream.

I’m sure people think I’m outspoken and a show-off. But I’d like to believe that people see me as open, honest, and incapable of being anyone other than myself. I don’t have a filter whatsoever.

“Password” will be airing on ITV later this month.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *