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Sometimes During A Conversation With A Journalist - Where You Are Answering Things You Never Normally Talk About, Not Even With Some Of Your Closest Friends - You End Up Being Quite Confessional, And You Don't Think About The Amplification Of That. No Matter How Fancy These Journalists Are, They Have Editors Or Political Leanings Behind Their Publications, Which Means That, Basically, They're Going To Shape What You've Said Into An Article They've Already Written. So You Have To Be Really Careful With Your Words.

That's Something I Have To Work On: To Separate What Really Matters, To Conserve Energy By Not Worrying About What Other People Think. When I Walk Through That Door, It's About Home. If I Didn't Do That, I'd Become Consumed By One Thing Only And Damage The People Who Love Me. And It Would Damage The Work.

I Got Live Tweeted Once By Someone Who Was Opposite My Home In Some Rented Accommodation. He Was Actually Describing On Twitter What I Was Doing. 'i Took A Shirt Off, I Went To The Window, I Put A Shirt Back On... ' And I've Got Blinds In My Flat!

For Brain Surgeons It's Particularly Difficult To Deal With Failure. It Was Fascinating To Learn About That Whole World.

I Think I'm A Very Good Driver. Apparently, The Cause Of Road Rage - As With Most Anger - Is Some Kind Of Superiority Complex, Which, God Knows, Cars Foster.