‘I keep thinking of my dad during this interview — he’s going to find it so funny!” Florence Pugh says about her father, Clinton, laughing as she curls up on a sofa in London with a well-behaved if sizeable dog by her side. Clinton, she says, was not bothered if his daughter did well at school, or went to university — which is lucky, given she did neither. Instead he wanted her to have a personality, character — to be, as she enthusiastically puts it, “100 per cent Flo Pugh”.
“And so I always prodded at things,” she says. “I’m not nasty — I hope people think I’m kind. But there are fine lines women have to stay within, otherwise they are called a diva,