We all love our families, of course we do – but at a distance. Do I really want to be locked in a room with Uncle Jeffy for two days and nights trying not to talk about Brexit?
I wanted to play Jesus the child of a humble carpenter – the Jesus who was born to be King – but also Jesus the swaddled pork snack.
Odd isn’t it that these self-styled “rebels” – should be so bothered about a blue tick on their twitter accounts. I’m fairly certain Che Guevara never lobbied the Chinese Theater for a handprint on Hollywood boulevard.