Luke Littler: I may retire at 27. If I’ve had enough

Luke Littler is talking me through his bedroom. “There’s a desk,” he says, “On my desk is my Xbox, monitor, speakers. Then I’ve got a drawer with darts, flights and stems. I’ve got trophies under my bed, trophies on my windowsill. And on top of my drawers, where all my deodorants are, I’ve got some more trophies.” He pauses. “Pretty much it.”

But Luke’s a teenager. Turned 17 on January 21. Is it a teenager’s bedroom, Luke? Do you keep it tidy, or are there three days of tracksuit bottoms draped over the back of the chair, T-shirts strewn across the floor? Is your poor old mum always picking up after you?

“My mum will clean it,” he says. “I don’t expect her to clean