
Look, Matt’s lovely, he’s a magnificent, brand new, hilarious, heartbreaking, heroic Doctor- but the fact is, if that man walks into a room with a coffee then it’s only so long before you’re wearing it. No, really, clumsiest man on Earth.
He walks like he’s in a constant state of surprise at his own limbs.
I remember when he turned up at a Worldwide meeting really early on, and the first thing he did was spill a cup of coffee over a rather lovely woman. Naturally she giggled, flushed and introduced her mother. (Ahh, life when you’re Matt! I accidentally made eye contact with the same woman- she phoned the police and shot me in the face.) On the way out he apologised to a completely different woman for the coffee incident. “That was the wrong woman,” I said, as he went out the doors. “Nope.” He replied, “That was the second cup.”

I only came for the dancing.


“We hope it is embraced over in America. I think, you know, the show started in 1963 and I guess it can be intimidating sometimes to think ‘oh my god there are ten, fifteen, twenty seasons of something that I’ve never seen’ – the great thing about Doctor Who is that you can jump in episode six, season six, and the fundamental story telling is the same. A mad man comes along and saves the day with a toaster and a piece of string. And that’s funny and affable and we like that.”