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

I love the stage. I'm always sniffing around to see if there's something I can squidge in quickly.

In my head, I think I'd make a perfect spy, but in reality, I don't think I'd fare very well.

I'm 33 now and I seem to have hit a fitness plane. Shifting the wobbly bits isn't as easy as it used to be.

I am one of those actors who does feel a change when a wig and fake nose are put on. Even the weird little things, like glasses - it's almost like having a mask on.

When I speak to people from Britain, that's when I feel like a fake, speaking with an American accent.