I was impossible. I don't know how anyone could have lived with me. For the first time in my life, I was on the scrap heap, an unemployed worker.

When I write, there are times -- not always -- when I hear John (Lennon) in my head, ... I'll think, OK, what would we have done here?, and I can hear him gripe or approve.

We live in hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us

I like most kinds of music. So I haven't got a bag, as they say... except the big black one in the hall outside.

If they won't come to worship God in a church, something must be done. We have to instigate a nationwide search for a way to make it fun.

I don't work at being ordinary.

It's like a lot of kids; when you tell them someone's died, they laugh.