I look thuggish when I shave my head and wear big boots. I walk into a newsagent and people think I'm going to jump the counter.

I've always spent more time with a smile on my face than not, but the thing is, I don't write about it.

It's really easy to slide into a depression fueled by the pointlessness of existence.

I don't find the technology threatening. A lot of people my age, my generation, find it difficult to immerse themselves. But I would never preclude the idea of using any technology if I thought it suited the end result.

I just don't feel comfortable anymore with the kind of attention that I'm getting. It's purely the numbers of people that want a bit of the Cure or want a bit of me.

Apart from the fact that I've got a strange job, I do lead a fairly normal life. I do my own shopping. I don't feel constrained by who I am because of what I do; I often feel disappointed by my lack of ability. I get frustrated at myself, but I think everyone does.

Reading is something I've really missed, not being able to enter people's worlds.