I'm very English really. I even ordered a book on the internet, 'how to have absolutely nothing to do with your neighbors'. Unfortunately I was out when it was delivered.

Most of my relatives are police marksmen, apart from my grandad who was a bank robber. He died recently, surrounded by his family.

Here's a picture of me with REM. That's me in the corner.

The school had a big problem with drugs... especially Class A.

My mother made us eat all sorts of vitamins and supplements, until one day I nearly choked on part of The Sunday Times.

When the boys at school found out I had a potentially fatal peanut allergy, they used to hold me up against a wall and play Russian Roulette with a bag of Revels!

My aunt Marge has been so ill for so long that we've started to call her I can't believe she's not better