I would love to act. I probably won't make it to Hollywood at 42 years of age, but I'd love to act.

With the case of running, it really is a case of get out, set yourself a distance, run it, and then do it again the next day. It's tremendously simple.

At home I drive an old Land Rover.

My grandfather on one side was trained as a cabinetmaker but eventually worked as a coachbuilder and then built cars. I inherited from him a love of cars, but with no technical ability whatsoever, sadly!

I've been in a car three or four times when it filled with water and it's not a comfortable feeling.

I don't particularly want to smear myself into a hillside.

Say German cars are sort of very built and efficient. Italian cars are a bit flamboyant and quick. Mexican cars just going to be lazy, feckless, flatulent.