In my ongoing dilf tour of your television screen, I interviewed David Harbour for GQ. We talked about moustaches and mystic saints. www.gq-magazine.co.uk/article/davi...

caught a glimpse of myself getting out of the shower again

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It’s Edward Gorey’s 100th birthday.

I met the eldest boy. This is now a pro-Jeremy Strong account. gq.visitlink.me/-PlceA

I mean of course

Can’t believe it’s like a month since I had to explain to Danny Dyer why women were wanking over him in Rivals it still freaks my nut out to this day. For British GQ: www.gq-magazine.co.uk/article/dann...

Karened a car insurance company and I’ve never felt so fucking alive

I love it when Bill Skarsgård gets to be gross and weird

Loved this soul-baring book. Especially Shon’s thoughts on motherhood and emotionally stunted heterosexual men (have you bugged my therapist’s office, please cease and desist), humiliation and hurt, and also, unexpectedly, catholicism and god. You will want to read this.

It literally means jizz (as per David Foster Wallace)

Controversially my favourite thing about otter is how it always picks up the most inane bullshit as its top key point. Very…self-illuminating.

For GQ, I drove down to Vinnie Jones’ farm to ask him how he’s doing. www.gq-magazine.co.uk/article/vinn...

In this month’s Empire magazine I interviewed one of my all time favourites, a reigning god in my personal pantheon of weird dudes: Werner fucking Herzog. I asked him what he dreams about. You’ll never guess.

America: my book is out in paperback today. I don’t think it’s spooky. But it is full of dead people.