We all have days where we can't pronounce things or give it the emotion it deserves.

I still give myself the right to be highly critical of others, though.

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

I had a massive amount of self-belief when I did stand-up.

I always feel like an interloper when I do serious drama. It's my own paranoia.

I came back from university thinking I knew all about politics and racism, not knowing my dad had been one of the youngest-serving Labour councillors in the town and had refused to work in South Africa years ago because of the situation there. And he's never mentioned it - you just find out. That's a real man to me. A sleeping lion.

The cheese board is my big treat at Christmas that I have to deny myself during the rest of year.