I feel this pang of regret whenever I watch sport; this sense that I will never play a big match again.
My secret is practice.
Maths is totally done differently to what I was teached when I was at school.
I have got this obsessive compulsive disorder where I have to have everything in a straight line, or everything has to be in pairs.
The secret of the team's success is easy - unity and hard work.
When I was a kid, I thought my dad was a little bit harsh with me at times. Sometimes I needed an arm around me instead of my dad telling me what I did wrong, but it obviously worked.