I'm 41 now and the right knee has got a bit of a twinge in it. I get about the stage a little less now.

Every now and again I need to get away from everything. I'm quite a hidey-hole kind of a guy.

How is the economy supposed to recover when people can't afford to fill the tank?

Now, I'm the most impatient person that ever walked the planet. However: for the best, you always wait.

From 16 to 21 when I was self sufficient and working in factories. I packed batteries, boxes, and make-up with heroin addicts. I have to thank my mum for kicking me out at 16 and making me stand on my own two feet.

I have to thank my mum for kicking me out at 16 and making me stand on my own two feet - that's how I got here.

I know all we're doing is travelling without moving. Speed freak faster than a speedin' bullet, slow down. If I don't, I might just lose it, locked up. You've got me honey, locked up under heavy brakin', yeah. You know I've got to hang on, drive too fast, I might be last.