“There is something very poignant about plastic bags. These lonely plas...” — Bill Bailey Quote

There is something very poignant about plastic bags. These lonely plastic bags that gradually disintegrate.

At school, I was bored with the teachers, and there were moments where I felt they were singling me out.

My grandparents would have big, long arguments that were entertaining and that's where I first noticed, and was thrilled by, political discourse.

I'm an omnivore, although I am trying to eat less meat. I went vegetarian for about two years, then I suddenly got a craving one morning and that was it.

If you really push yourself you can perhaps achieve something you didn't think you could.

I will never forget seeing my parents coming home from the strawberry fields, looking through their bags to see if they had any leftover Doritos bags he'd buy.

During her illness we received bags and bags of anything you can imagine, from get well cards to origami from Japan to medications. The mail lady used to come on a little moped - and she had to rent the mail truck from the town next door because she had to lug these bags to our door with thousands of cards we couldn't even open.

When they throw punches, the breathing, the sparring. The heavy bags being hit. All of that - it was a heavenly sound to me.

Even clingfilm - if it's gone over a salad bowl, take it off, use it again. I wash out carrier bags; I save brown paper from parcels. I save string; I save ribbons. I separate all my bits and pieces.