I'm fiercely proud to be Scottish.

I've played in pipe bands in Scotland, and I've always played guitars and drums and stuff.

My wife's French. I mean I speak a bit of French but I've lived amongst French, you know, most of my adult life.

I had extra thick light sabers because mine kept getting bent. I'd be halfway through a fight and it would be like 'Oops, sorry! Mine's bent again!

I got married because I fell in love with this woman. I had a baby with her because we wanted to have children. But that's not because of some philosophical ideal at all, no.

People are incredibly rude about it sometimes. Like "What? You're married?" Strange reaction to have. Proves what people's ideas about marriage are. "We're having a baby." "What?" As if it's the end of the world. Of course, it's the start of a brilliant world.

Above all things I believe in love.