I Like To Cook Things Very Slowly.

One Of The Great Privileges Of Having Grown Up In A Middle-class Literary English Household, But Having Gone To School In The Front Lines In Southeast London, Was That I Became Half-street-urchin And Half-good-boy At Home. I Knew That Dichotomy Was Possible.

I Don't Know What Impression You Might Have Of The Way I Live. I Live In A Quiet Place. I Do Not Live As A Hermit, Though Other People Would Prefer It If I Did.

I Hate Wasting People's Time.

Films Exhaust Me, They Do, And I Often Want Nothing More To Do With Them, But I'm Continually Surprised At The Resurgence Of The Impulse To Come Back And Do It All Over Again.

My Preference Is That, That Day When Someone Sticks A Tripod In Front Of You With A Camera On The Top, It Is Not Day One.