It's much easier for me to make major life multi-million dollar decisions than it is to decide on a carpet for my front porch. That's the truth.

My joking answer to this question is that I leave a bowl of milk out on the back porch every night for the Idea Fairy. In the morning the milk is gone and there's a brand-new shiny idea by the bowl.

With Jackson there was quiet solitude. Just to sit and look at the landscape. An inner quietness. After dinner to sit on the back porch and look at the light. No need for talking. For any kind of communication.

I look at the car park and myself and Dave Watson come in with our old cars and these young lads come in with their new Porches. I think that society has changed there seems to be a lack of respect nowadays.