I’ve kept it for 15 years so I should keep it for a few more. My Dad had it from the late 60s when he moved to Sweden. He bought it in Sweden. He only had a knife, a fork and a spoon. And this is th...Read More
"At one point they used to remind me of her, now I’m not quite sure what they remind me of, I mean they’re just something I hang on to I suppose because they kind of remind me of my childhood now....Read More
It was a very, very black time that I had to go through. But I wouldn’t have it any other way because all that I’ve got right now, pretty much, has come from that. The cancer’s never too far awa...Read More
"I had crippling writer’s block. It had been haunting me for about 15 months, whereby I just couldn’t write anything. It wasn’t permeating just my musical creativity but my entire being. And all...Read More
"It’s the one thing where I think I can truly be myself, in that I can write anything down - how I’m feeling, what’s got me angry, why I’m pissed off with someone or with this particular situa...Read More
"Dog On Wheels was a Christmas present for my mum in about 1948. My Mum rode him to death and then he got presented to me when I was a baby. We didn’t have very much. We were functionally homeless u...Read More