It Is An Ancient Need

I Always Feel That When I Come To Edinburgh, In Many Ways I Am Coming Home.

I Get Stage Fright And Gremlins In My Head Saying: 'you're Going To Forget Your Lines'.

Three Children Have Become Adults Since A Phone Call With Jo Rowling, Containing One Small Clue, Persuaded Me That There Was More To Snape Than An Unchanging Costume, And That Even Though Only Three Of The Books Were Out At That Time, She Held The Entire Massive But Delicate Narrative In The Surest Of Hands.

Give Me A Window And I'll Stare Out It.

I Approach Every Part I'm Asked To Do And Decide To Do From Exactly The Same Angle: Who Is This Person, What Does He Want, How Does He Attempt To Get It, And What Happens To Him When He Doesn't Get It, Or If He Does?