I feel old and vulnerable. I now realise that I knew nothing and know nothing, but back when my career was beginning, I thought I was a man when, in fact, I was a dewy-eyed boy who'd not seen an avocado or eaten a tomato.
I never forget that I'm extremely fortunate.
I'd be a very easy therapist's subject.
I spend my money on holidays and eating out, and it allows me to be generous.
It's ridiculous, but it's horrible going bald. Anyone who says it isn't is lying.
My mother taught me what it is to have a sense of humour; my dad, who was a headmaster, everything you need to know about hard work. My dad is the most decent man you could come across.