My original inspiration was my mom: a few years after the death of my dad she started dating one my teachers!

The learned are not agreed as to the time when the Gospel of John was written some dating it as early as the year 68 others as late as the year 98 but it is generally conceded to have been written after all the others.

At the time that I knew them they were not living together. They began dating again after their divorce so I didn't really see fighting.

After a number of years dating we decided we were good partners.

When I was first divorced I started dating younger women and it was really exciting. But after a while I was like 'This is just dumb.'

What I remember most about junior homecoming was my date getting sick afterwards. That kinda sucked. Then senior year someone got gum in her hair when we were dancing. She had to get one of the chaperones to take her to the office and cut up her hair. I felt really bad for her but it worked out fine.

I lost my mother who suffered from Alzheimer's disease and we had to relocate my dad after 58 years in the family home. That was tough.

My dad and mom divorced when I was around ten and I didn't live with him after that though he was close by and we saw each other weekly. I wasn't really aware that he was a writer I didn't start reading his writing until I was about fifteen. It occurred to me then that my dad was kind of special he's still one of my favorite writers.

We always had lutefisk for Christmas dinner after which Dad read from the Norwegian Bible.

I started off playing the clarinet after I was inspired by listening to my dad's Benny Goodman records.

I realised I could run after finding out that my dad used to run and it gave me the morale that if he did it then maybe I could also run.

From time to time I'll look back through the personal journals I've scribbled in throughout my life the keepers of my raw thoughts and emotions. The words poured forth after my dad died when I went through a divorce and after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. There are so many what-ifs scribbled on those pages.

Although becoming a singer was my plan A after first hearing Whitney Houston when I was 17 I started off with plan B by going to the teacher-training college that my dad went to. It was a slow coming of age.

Life is different than it was in the Nineties. I'm a dad and there are other things I have to get done in an afternoon than just being an artist.

Right now it hasn't affected my music other than the fact that I don't have time to write any of it. That's no different from when I first started and I lived at home. I would play the guitar in the afternoon and then my mom or my dad would come home and I'd have to quit.

I was a sickly baby and after two sets of adoptive parents took me home they returned me to the orphanage because of a serious respiratory infection. But as they say the third time's a charm because my mom and dad adopted me and took me into their home where I was raised in a family full of love.

I knew I really made it when my dad saw me in London and after the performance he had no notes to me and just said 'You are doing your own thing and I am proud of you.'

I did Albert Hall I got to play the Hall of Fame with Prince. So I've done that kind of stuff for ages. It wasn't until after we finished working on Brainwash my dad's album after he died then it was like 'That phase is over in my life now now we can get on with our music with our band.'

I found myself very lost after 'The Partridge Family ' and I lost my dad and I lost my manager and I lived in a bubble and it took me 15 years to get through that and a lot of psychotherapy and I'm laughing about it now!

I had my heart set on becoming an English teacher but stumbled into acting after meeting a theatrical agent in my dad's restaurant in San Diego.

I wanted to make a point of basing myself at home being close to my family. I'll never be able to repay Mum and Dad for what they did but at least they know they'll never have to work another day. I'll do whatever it takes to look after them.

My dad was a diplomat and after living in America where I was born he was posted to Cairo.

I was born in 1968 just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.

After graduating from flares and platforms in the early 1970s I started drama school wearing a pair of khaki dungarees with one of my Dad's Army shirts accessorised by a cat's basket doubling as a handbag. Very Lady Gaga.