Up early or lie in? I start being an assistant to two dogs at 7am. I share Winnie Winnipeg with my flatmates. Barold’s name was inspired by a posh friend who thought Barry was short for Barold. I was going to name my firstborn Barold, but I decided I don’t want children – so it had to be the dog. First thing you do? My boyfriend [musician James Blake] and I have our hour of mandated coffee, doughnuts and gossip. We’re like two little old ladies – it’s been our morning routine for eight years. If I’m filming at 4am, he’ll get up at 3am for gossip, even if he’s not working. Sunday breakfast? When we’ve digested the doughnuts, I make scrambled eggs with quinoa, pesto and goat’s cheese. It sounds gross, but it’s amazing. James is a veggie and he’s 6ft 7in – it’s good to know he’s powered up for the day. Sunday morning? We go to the beach, which is nice until the dogs drink seawater and have diarrhoea for the rest of the day. It’s red alert from there onwards, but worth it for how much they love the beach. Are you handy in the kitchen? James is the cook. He loves cooking Indian food, which is hilarious – the white boy in the relationship is the one who makes the curry. Sunday is also pizza day. Sunday workout? There are gorgeous hikes near in LA, so we take the dogs for a long sniff – it’s like going out with two little coke heads. Sunday sounds? Podcasts in the car – currently Conan O’Brien Needs a Friend. We live in a big musical household withhave a studio, so a friend has moved in while we help her to finish her album. I’ve known my other two flatmates since I was 19. It’s very unexpected to find a boyfriend so secure he’ll let your best male friends move in. He’s stolen them now – sometimes they leave me behind. Sunday wind-down? We binge watch Happy Valley in bed with snacks. We watch British telly and we don’t eat American snacks – these people don’t know what they’re doing. Again.