Friday is my night for letting my hair down, and once a month a group of my old male friends will come down and stay at our house in Hampshire.

I hate feeling full, so Christmas is about the only time I really stuff myself.

I did a bit of modeling before I took up acting, and I was up for this big campaign - I can't remember which designer - and all these execs were looking at my portfolio. Then one said: 'We'd like to use you, but can you come back next year when you've lost this.' And he tapped the underside of his chin.

Being rejected is not nice, and it never gets any easier no matter where you are in your career.

To be able to play Jack Kerouac or Sal Paradise, it's mad to me.

The ability to suspend reality and go into a make-believe world can be really, really difficult if there's something really big going on.

I've always taken a lot of exercise - I get a bit depressed if I don't. In terms of food, I'm a bit of a grazer.