I’m from the North East of England, though these days I’m shinning my shoes in New York City, trying to stay sharp and get on with it. I’ve always done what needed doing, factory work, driving, night shifts, steelworks and plenty more not worth the mention. I even managed to get a degree, and, truth be told, I was on time more often than not.
I’ve been called an idiot and I’ve been called adorable, so I reckon I sit somewhere in the middle like most of us. Through all the graft, I’ve kept at something of my own, taking photographs, writing songs, making records, dragging them round the world and crossing paths with all sorts you wouldn’t believe unless you’d been there yourself.
It’s not been a particularly easy life, but it’s had its moments and it’s never once been dull.
