My trumpeting sounds like a goose farting in the fog.

I write music just for me. I'm certainly not good enough to do it on any kind of a level but I enjoy that time because it's quiet.

I do not think I'm a great talent. I think I'm a medium talent, but I think I understand the business and enjoy the business.

The mecca of filmmaking in the world just so happens to be in America. It's quite simply a case of us just going where the work is.

Mum’s a musician. She plays piano and has a beautiful voice, so she understands the creative need. Mum lights up when she sees me. Her cheeks go pink – she’s all over me, pulling my hair, pinching my cheeks.

My trumpeting sounds like a goose farting in the fog.

Losing my anonymity in this world I think is something that I find terrifying.