I have a lot of growing up to do. But I think, 'Hell, is it too late?'

When I get intimate with my paintings, it's a real good spiritual thing to get off my chest. Same as playing the instruments is a great release.

I love to get into a landscape and paint my horses.

I just think my body can't handle it any more. I did try a little drink a while back, and I was actually physically ill. I went into an immediate depression, and felt awful, just dreadful. So that's it. I'm over it now.

My dad lived till he was 78, my mum was in her 80s, and I've got two uncles who are in their 90s now.

I like it when journalists are nice to me, and it's happening more and more.

I'm terrible with money, absolutely awful. I'm always losing it.