Sometimes it's a bizarre, fairly cold, and horrifying thing to be a parent.

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.

People do seem to think that I'm going to be some wicked witch, and then they're always surprised to find out I'm just a little clumsy nerd.

It's amazing the things that you cry at. I cry when I smell my son's hair in the morning. We have a moment of peace and I'll be like, 'Ahhhh! How can you love this much?'

With fantasy and sci-fi, it's based in a real fandom. You're presenting to experts, and their source material is really important to them.

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

Getting older and having kids, you learn how to become less serious about it all.