I don't deliberately select my friends because of their background. If I enjoy someone's company, then that's all that counts. I have many different friends who aren't from the same background as me and we get on really wellit's brilliant.

I'm reasonably headstrong about what I believe in, and what I go for, and I've got fantastic people around me who give me great support and advice.

It's my mother's engagement ring so I thought it was quite nice because obviously she's not going to be around to share any of the fun and excitement of it all - this was my way of keeping her close to it all.

Only the mad girls chase me, I think.

I'm probably a bit of a cheeky grandson, like my brother as well. We both take the mickey a bit too much.

He's a blockhead who wants a proof of what he cannot perceive. And he's a fool a fool who tries to make such a blockhead believe.

I am and always will be an HRH. But out of personal choice I like to be called William because that is my name and I want people to call me William - for now.