We don't eat anything that has to be killed for us.

I feel that if I said anything about John, I would have to sit here for five days and say it all. Or I don't want to say anything.

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.

If I were dead, I would be the last to know.

To this day, if I ever meet grownups who play ukulele, I love 'em.

I was still 15 when I met John Lennon at a village fete in Woolton, in Liverpool.

I'm a pretty hands-on dad and make the most of my custody. I take care of my little one whenever I can, and she determines what I can do and where I can do it.