Personal details
- Birth Date: 1980-10-04
- Height: 5′ 4½″ (1.64 m)
- Birth Location: Leeds, West Yorkshire, England, UK
- Professions: Actor, Writer, Producer
Nick’s story kicks off in Leeds, 1980, and honestly, he’s one of those annoyingly clever types—offered Cambridge right out of school, but nope, he heads for Durham to study geophysics instead. Not exactly the classic path for someone who ends up making people laugh for a living, but hey, life’s weird. While juggling seismic waves and all that, he stumbles into the local comedy scene, which, let’s be real, was probably a way better use of his time than whatever geophysics assignment he was avoiding. After graduation, Cambridge comes knocking again, this time with a doctorate offer. He takes it, but—classic Nick—ends up ditching the whole academic thing when the Footlights Revue and the Edinburgh Fringe come calling. You can guess what happens next: BBC notices him, and suddenly he’s on the radio, which kicks off a whole string of sitcom gigs. He pops up in Miranda, Life’s Too Short, and honestly, if you caught him in Drifters as that promotions guy, you probably wanted to throttle him—or at least laugh at him. Then there’s the whole Mr. Swallow era. In 2014, he grabs everyone’s attention with a bonkers take on Dracula, and critics eat it up. Two years later, he’s channeling Harry Houdini, literally performing on stage in a glass tank. That show’s such a hit that it moves from Edinburgh to London’s Soho Theatre in 2017. Not too shabby for a guy who started out studying rocks.
So, here’s the rundown: there’s this dad, juggling life with two wild sons—Finn and Arthur—plus a daughter named Annie who’s got a stubborn streak you wouldn’t believe. Family dinners? Always a chaotic mess, someone’s always fighting over the last slice of pizza or storming off because Finn cracked a joke at the wrong moment. Arthur, he’s the quiet one, but don’t let that fool you, he’s sneakier than he looks. Annie? Total firecracker, always outsmarting her brothers and leaving her dad speechless. The poor guy can barely keep up, honestly. Between school runs, sibling squabbles, and the general madness of raising three kids with personalities bigger than the kitchen table, every day’s a new adventure. But, for all the drama—and there’s plenty—there’s this sense of real heart in the mix. You mess with one of them, you mess with all of them. That’s just how this family rolls.
Man, the difference a decade makes, huh? Back in the day, if you caught my name in the credits, it’d be something like Abdul or Rafiq—basically, your go-to, typecast roles for brown guys. Fast forward to now, and suddenly I’m playing dudes named Morgan or Jason. It’s wild, honestly. Like, the industry’s finally figured out that, shocker, we can be more than just the obvious stereotypes. There’s an actual shift going on, and you can feel it. Not just in the names, but in the stories too—these new roles have layers, depth, sometimes even a bit of swagger. I’m not just there to check a diversity box or drop some “exotic” wisdom. Feels good, you know? There’s still a long way to go, but at least now I’m seeing scripts that actually let me be a real person, not just someone’s idea of what my identity should look like.
October 4, 1980
5′ 4½″ (1.64 m)
Konidela Ram Charan
Leeds, West Yorkshire, England, UK
44 years old