Me and my friend Ioan Gruffudd are like chalk and cheese when it comes to clothes. He lives for his clothes and has an amazing wardrobe. If we're going out I'll turn up at his house and say, 'I haven't got anything to wear,' and he'll tut and sigh and then lend me something swanky.

I've done a number of projects where people go, 'This is your breakthrough role,' so I've stopped thinking that.

Generally speaking, I'm a jeans, T-shirt and boots man but I do own an Armani suit, which gets a regular outing. It's nothing fancy - just a classic, well-cut suit with clean lines and beautiful tailoring. It's timeless and you can mix and match it with anything to dress up or dress down.

I think my mother would be very happy if I found a nice Welsh girl.

I thought maybe I'd be a farmer. That was another silly notion. I think I'd last about five minutes, being a farmer.

I first went to the Chubut valley, the colony that runs about 800km across the width of Argentina, in 2000. My uncle had been there tracing family and came back saying I had to go. So a year later I did.

I've aged. 'Patagonia' has robbed me of a decade of my life.