"Twentyfour Seven was a real baptism of fire. I remember the hardest moment as clear as day. We were filming on a park in a rough part of Nottingham, the Bestwood estate, and they’d brought me down in a car from my hotel. I walked on set – and when you think that when I’d made Small Time the year before we’d had a transit van and a boom mic and a camera and that was it – and suddenly I was on what appeared to be a miniature city. There were trucks and people sawing wood and lights... there were four people who just wanted to make me a cup of tea! It was insane and I was petrified. I was absolutely shitting myself. For the first half of the day I completely busked it. When the cameraman was talking about setting up quite a complicated track, I was like,'Yeah, yeah, do that,' just to get some breathing space, because I hadn’t a clue what I was doing, not the faintest idea. As the weeks progressed I started to twig. By the end of it I’d got a bit of nous and some visual ideas..."