It's odd the things that people remember. Parents will arrange a birthday party certain it will stick in your mind forever. You'll have a nice time then two years later you'll be like 'There was a pony there? Really? And a clown with one leg?'
Also I used to think that one day I might get someone to iron my shirts but...
I sing a little bit. I got a guitar for my 16th birthday.
Twenty years ago I was living in a lovely cottage on the edge of Dartmoor but I couldn't afford to run a car.