What was I like? I had a high-pitched voice. Sounded a bit like a girl. Spoke with a Stoke accent, tremendously naive. Overconfident. Tremendously overconfident. And underconfident at the same time - really, really bad combination! Gets you places, though.

As a 29-year-old, the only thing that I can possibly think is that if I'm still performing at 50, it's because I'll have had disastrous marriages and I have to pay for them.

I've got this brilliant thing where I go, 'I'm Robbie Williams', and people are interested in what I want to say - which is amazing because I'm just an idiot from Stoke-on-Trent.

You can't argue with popularity. Well, you could, but you'd be wrong!

Sometimes I feel like I'm sailing on a sunken dream

I'm off everything apart from the fags and the coffee. I don't know if it's worked. It works up until you take your first drink.

I can do anything I want to do really, I might as well.