I've Always Had A Slightly Overactive Imagination.

England Is My Home. London Is My Home. New York Feels Like, If I Have To Spend A Year Living In An Unfamiliar City, This Is A Pretty Lovely One To Spend A Year In, But I Will Be Going Home At The End Of It, Certainly.

I Was In The Bath At The Time, And My Dad Came Running In And Said, 'guess Who They Want To Play Harry Potter!?' And I Started To Cry. It Was Probably The Best Moment Of My Life.

I'm Sure When I Have A Nostalgic, Teary Moment In 10 Years Time, I'll Try To Put The Glasses When I Was 10 On And Cry To Myself In Front Of The Mirror

I Think I'm A Tiny Bit Like Harry 'cos I'd Like To Have An Owl. Yeah, That's The Tiny Bit, Actually.

I Think Of Myself As Being Jewish And Irish, Despite The Fact That I'm English.