I mean, happiness is a slippery thing. What makes you happy one day can make you miserable the next.

I remember spending time in Stratford growing up with all that company running round and putting on silly hats and just having fun all the time.

I think there's a value in people talking, it's just that we're in this culture now where everyone wants to 'out' each other at every moment, for their unconscious bias or whatever, and people then don't feel free to just talk. Do you know what I mean?

I feel like an expressionist nihilist deep in my heart. And I think nihilism can stop the wheel from going around, around, around, around, around - saying the same thing, reacting the same way.

I mean, I don't want to come down on call-out culture, because I guess it has its place, but there was an interesting article I read by a black feminist writer who was saying it brings shame into the equation. And shame can be very paralysing to people.

Certainly in my generation, there aren't enough actors from a working-class background.