I'm 41 now and the right knee has got a bit of a twinge in it. I get about the stage a little less now.

In my mind, there's a time and a place for putting your foot down.

Every now and again I need to get away from everything. I'm quite a hidey-hole kind of a guy.

I think it is easy for people to build up an image of what I'm about. I consider myself quite a nice chappy really. I'm decent to people, I stay in and listen to Radio 4.

I'm in this absolutely gorgeous manor house with acres of quite beautiful countryside. I've got trout in the river, an organic vegetable garden, I've got my work 40 yards from my home. I don't mind being criticised, but where are they criticising from? Which hut are they criticising me from, exactly?

I am quite fussy about clothes.

I didn't get my first car until I was 22. It was a BMW 1602 and now I've got it back I'm waiting to restore it.