My work is about 20 yards away from a McDonalds, so the temptation is always there. During training, two of the lads, Luke and Gavin, went every day; I got quite worried for them.

Whenever I think: 'I fancy a McDonalds', I will have one, but I always leave feeling damn well ripped off, because I have been brought up on real food. When I came back from visiting my parents in London, having eaten at fabulous restaurants every night of the week, I had a McDonalds, and was really disappointed in it.

Smurfing rip-off.

P.S: I will not eat at my local KFC at least; I know where the chicken comes from...