I adore the fact that when I'm driving home from work, as soon as I hit my neighbourhood, I see people I know.
I find just being on set embarrassing. Mortifying. And that's with all my clothes on.
I get claustrophobic in a harness. I'd be a terrible superhero.
I loved Winnie the Pooh, the Disney character, and I loved his wit and warmth.
I properly enjoy what I do, but I know it's not brain surgery. I don't take myself too seriously.
I thought I might not want to act any more after having a baby. It turns out I still enjoy it.
I'm no good at anecdotes.
I'm pretty happy with the two cities I call home now - Glasgow and New York. But I'd like to give Paris a shot.
I'm so not a celebrity.
I've always been pretty self-sufficient. I never had to borrow money from my mum, even in the early days.
I've done a few American accents. I've maybe passed a test. But I don't know if it makes things easier or not.
I've done TV and I've done film, and I'm not snobby about it. It's about the project.
It can get a bit boring working on accents.
L.A. Is brilliant, but however long my trip is I'm always ready to leave. But New York I'm never quite happy to see the back of.
Most of my memories are the sound of rain on caravan roofs.
What I'm normally associated with are darker, more brooding roles.
