Name anything – high-definition TV, computer obsolescence – and I’m pretty much annoyed by it.
I’m not posh or common, I’m in between.
Thank you, people of Emmyland. To be nominated in such company is an honour, especially for two shows that I’m immensely proud of. I’m delighted.
I have a very extreme state of mind. Things are very black or very white.
I like things that are simple, such as an alarm clock.
I don’t think it was a surprise that I ended up as an actor, and it was anything but a disappointment.
I can spot someone with similar fashion sense to me a mile off.
Being a mod is more of a sensibility than a style.
Acting is the only thing I’m even vaguely good at and acting is something that I think I do know about.
Why does everyone have to pretend to be stupid and not know long words?
People misunderstand me.
I’m one of the few people I know who believes in God.
I love that pre-mod jazz look of the late Fifties, the Steve McQueen style that influenced the British modernists.
I love home. I’d rather be at home than anywhere else.
I look like the man in the moon.
I like out, I like the outside world.
I buy DVDs. I don’t really buy CDs unless they’re for other people.
I was probably cool around the end of 2002.
When I wear jeans I want to look like a man, not a child.
I only really watch my own films, I don’t watch any other films and I don’t particularly like any other actors.
Most actors are either a shower of bloody scruffs or think they should dress like Hamlet off stage.