The last thing I stole was a box of Coca Cola from a parked truck in Adelaide. I was nice and drunk. It was New Year's Eve. And that was about 28 years ago.

It has been rumoured that I was the brains of the robbery, but that was totally incorrect. I've been described as the tea boy, which is also incorrect.

I won a scholarship with the Brixton School of Building. I screwed around, not putting in a proper attendance.

There has been so much rubbish written up in the papers over the years.

For more than 13,000 days on the run, my life was a soap opera.

Banks' beer. There's nothing like it! To Brazil. And to Barbados justice.

Do you know what would keep me in Brazil, no matter what happened? Sex!