Spoilt is a euphemism for loved.

I thought I was God's gift to mankind and the greatest Irishman since George Best.

Ours was a very progressive Protestant family, but my parents were God-loving rather than God-fearing. We went to church, and I still go with my mum and dad when I return home - it's a family thing. I played flute in my dad's marching band, but I had an integrated upbringing. We had a lot of Catholic friends.

Funnily enough, Northern Ireland is a great example of where politics can win over conflict. The decision to down arms and follow a political path would have been unthinkable once. It shows just what is possible.

It's ridiculous, but it's horrible going bald. Anyone who says it isn't is lying.

I didn't much like Las Vegas. The noise of the place and the whole 24-hour, 'let's play the slot machines all night' culture of the place just left me cold.

In my life, I have made the occasional catastrophic choice, and it's just a case of moving on and learning from it.