I'm sort of like a T. rex in the world of female actresses. Every time a job is finished, I look at my car and think, 'Could I live in it?

I could quite happily run a florist or a bake shop.

I hate being looked at. Can't stand it. I know, I know - I picked the wrong career.

'Dredd' was a weird, little, out-of-the-blue thing for me.

I worked in Tesco's staff canteen because I fancied a boy on the tills. I served him his lunch in a hairnet and tan tights. Not just that, of course - I had a lovely white onesie.

I carry about eight lip balms: Burts Bees, Rosebud Salve, Eos.

Shooting guns is not something I would do in my spare time.