I'm 41 Now And The Right Knee

Every Now And Again I Need To Get Away From Everything. I'm Quite A Hidey-hole Kind Of A Guy.

From 16 To 21 When I Was Self Sufficient And Working In Factories. I Packed Batteries, Boxes, And Make-up With Heroin Addicts. I Have To Thank My Mum For Kicking Me Out At 16 And Making Me Stand On My Own Two Feet.

I Don't Watch Myself On Tv, I Don't Read The News Clippings About Me, So When People Come Up And Say, 'what About That Story Last Week?' I Go, 'i Didn't Even Know There Was.'

I'm In This Absolutely Gorgeous Manor House With Acres Of Quite Beautiful Countryside. I've Got Trout In The River, An Organic Vegetable Garden, I've Got My Work 40 Yards From My Home. I Don't Mind Being Criticised, But Where Are They Criticising From? Which Hut Are They Criticising Me From, Exactly?

The Mid-life Crisis Is Just Those Times When You're Not So Into The Things You Were When You Were Younger.