I was worried on a personal level because I wanted to be slightly taller than I am, ideally. But I've now accepted it. Basically, I came to the conclusion a while ago that you can either be really bitter about it or you can make loads of funny jokes.

Being self-critical is good; being self-hating is destructive. There's a very fine line there somewhere, and I walk it carefully.

My dad believes in God, I think. I'm not sure if my mom does. I don't.

I pretty much left full-time, formal education when I was 11. So that was when I was taken out of the school system... I think the longest stretch I would go back for was a term and a half when I was about 14.

Personally, I prefer the dark side.

I was having a hard time at school, in terms of being crap at everything, with no discernible talent.

I like the idea of being a youngish parent. So I've got energy to play football even though they'll be better than me by the time they're four.