I’ve never had a job.

Working on an assembly line in a plastics factory.

I worked in my aunt’s bar in Dundalk for about eight years and I remember cleaning the whole bar, including the bathrooms, after a particularly rough St Patrick’s Day.

Los diferentes trabajos en los que he estado, después de mi graduación, han sido de 100 y 120 horas a la semana, especialmente empezando con Nubank. Básicamente vivía en el lugar de trabajo. Empezamos la compañía en una casa de dos pisos. Mi cofundador vivía en el segundo piso. Yo básicamente dormía en el primer piso, o pasaba muchas noches en el primer piso. No salimos de esa casa por seis o 12 meses porque trabajábamos como locos.

I don’t think anything scares me. It’s a gift and I want to embrace it.

To a resistant materials teacher at secondary school called Mr Noel. He had a comb-over and whenever he turned his back to write on the blackboard, we would roll up bits of paper and launch them at his head. Once, I hit him. I remember him turning around and looking crestfallen.

When I was naive to the complexities of life.

Helen Mirren was in the elevator with me at the National Theatre. She pressed the button but it didn’t move. I said, “Fancy seeing you here and being stuck in an elevator.” And she said, “Was that meant to be funny?” I apologised, and she laughed. Even talking about it now, it feels so awkward and embarrassing.

Finding a tenner in your jeans pocket. It has always been there but you find it at the moment you really need it.

Curious, playful and silly.