My mind is changing about being a mum. I got a dog and the way I feel about it is a lot, and I realise maybe I would want to be a mum.

Two days ago. To move to New York.

I used to be “Mister Disinvestment.” Now I would like to be Mister Investment and say, “Come! Come and be part of an exciting, exhilarating process. Come in! Come in on the ground floor and see a people do something that’s probably never happened before, people seeking to become something radically different from what their antecedents would have made us believe they were likely to become.

I woke up this morning thinking maybe I don’t want to be an actor any more, then I had breakfast and I thought: actually, no, I really like being an actor.

Handing out the tequilas.

An office in the garden.

Being alone and other people getting busier with families and life.

Very silly boy.

Realising what adulthood is after waiting so long to get here.

A plane that I’m on plunging into the sea. Aside from that, pigeons.