My old school in Liverpool is now a performing-arts school, and I kind of teach there - I use the word lightly - but I go there and talk to students.

I am alive and well and unconcerned about the rumors of my death. But if I were dead, I would be the last to know.

The ring at the end of my nose makes me look rather pretty.

The willow turns his back on inclement weather. And if he can do it, we can do it.

I love the past. There are parts of the past I hate, of course.

For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun...

George Martin, he's very good at a very sort of lush, sweet arrangement.