When I walked to school in the mornings I would start out alone but would pick up four other boys along the way. We would set out together after school across the village green.

The fine line between roaring with laughter and crying because it's a disaster is a very, very fine line. You see a chap slip on a banana skin in the street and you roar with laughter when he falls slap on his backside. If in doing so you suddenly see he's broken a leg, you very quickly stop laughing and it's not a joke anymore.

When I was 2, we moved into an imposing country mansion 8 miles west of Cardiff, Wales.

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