The ending of the last series of The Split was written as a finale, so this family reunion – which is how it felt – genuinely felt like a gift. And we got to film abroad. I never film abroad. I go to Manchester, sometimes. So Spain was a treat. And for a wedding! I can’t tell you whose wedding it is, though…

And what a family! My immediate family isn’t big – I’ve got a brother – so Defoe dynamics fascinate me. The sisters can be so casually cruel, but quickly move on. When we first did scenes like that, I was shocked, while everyone with sisters was nodding in recognition.

Christmas is driving around, isn’t it? Driving to various members of our big extended family, seeing them for 20 minutes and then arguing in the car on the way to the next set. That’s my Christmas Day, anyway. I love the build-up to Christmas, but the day itself is driving, visiting, arguing…

Oh no! With New Year, I start turning over in my mind all the things I should achieve. Fitness is the main one, and a better diet. And organising my life better. But none of that happens, so really, I want to keep my head down until mid-February and then I can pop up again and be the same slightly random person I’ve always been.