I'm a rugby player, really, and I knew I was going to get to him, and when he was about two yards away I just put my head down. There was no malice. I was going for the ball with my head, which I understand is a legitimate move in soccer.

I think I was once given cocaine but I sneezed so it didn't go up my nose. In fact, it may have been icing sugar.

Look, I wouldn't trust Harriet Harman's political judgement.

I'm backing David Cameron's campaign out of pure, cynical self-interest.