They told me I wouldn't make 25. Then it was 35, then 45. These were my doctors speaking - they're all dead now.

Pele called me the greatest footballer in the world. That is the ultimate salute to my life.

I'd have to be superman to do some of the things I'm supposed to have done, I've been at six different places at six different times.

I'm OK. Much better than on other occasions. It's true that I've made lots of mistakes but I've never tried to bother anyone. I want to stay alive, preferably in peace, without seeing every one of my mistakes in the papers, and on many occasions, even stories that are lies.

If I had to choose between dribbling past 5 players and scoring from 40 yards at Anfield or shagging miss world, it'd be a hard choice. Thankfully, i've done both

I even found it difficult to watch myself playing on TV because I couldn't identify with the person on the screen. I couldn't get to grips with it. It was as if it was all happening to someone else.

I was in for 10 hours and had 40 pints - beating my previous record by 20 minutes