People sort of imagine Chris Morris and me sitting somewhere dark, with dripping taps and chilling background music. In fact, we like to sit on his roof in the sunshine - and there's an endless amount of just sitting there, going, 'So, erm, er, what shall we do?'
I'm afraid of elevators, because they are an enclosed space, but I get in.
I suppose that's the European way, dangerous and hairy.
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