If an original piece of wardrobe came up from Star Wars, I'd probably spend a lot of money on it.

I've spent lots of time in London, I studied in London, I like London. It's just not my home.

There have been times I've finished a big job and thought, 'Great, a couple of weeks off.' But then a couple of weeks turns to three weeks and then after a month you're staring at the phone willing it to ring.

You don't want to be flattered and become big-headed by getting awards. But, well, I am.

Baldness is visually enough of a stigma as it is without a big sweaty bloke on stage pointing it out.

I struggle as a writer, and I'm convinced that if I was at school now, I'd be termed as having ADS. Two minutes and I'm drifting.

My forte is playing drunks down the ages. When my agent rings me about a role, I don't ask what the part is, but what century it's in.