Ironing boards are a classic example of something I find horrible about modern society: the excitementation, for want of a better word, of mundane things.

Some people think I am gay, which I think is awesome.

It's almost a problem how much I enjoy my work.

I'm sure when I have a nostalgic, teary moment in 10 years time, I'll try to put the glasses when I was 10 on and cry to myself in front of the mirror

I think of myself as being Jewish and Irish, despite the fact that I'm English.

I didn't have that normal teenage period when you build up your friends in your area and you have a social circle.

I'm the only kid in the world who doesn't want an eighth Harry Potter book.