"Baseball," he answers with a grunt that's almost a laugh, because he can appreciate the joke at his expense. How very American. There's no real disdain or offence in his tone, though, and once he's standing he nods, almost to himself.

That's how it's going to be now, it seems.

"It's just I was sort of famous," he admits as he lets Neil lead him in the direction of a chemist. "Really famous, actually, at least in England. It's fine that I'm not. Being famous is shit. It's just..."

Now he's just Roy.

"I figure retirement's shit, too, is all."