Bully For You, Chilly For

Elvis Was A Major Hero Of Mine. I Was Probably Stupid Enough To Believe That Having The Same Birthday As Him Actually Meant Something.

You Can't Stand Still On One Point For Your Entire Life.

I Could Never, Ever Talk To My Father. I Really Loved Him, But We Couldn't Talk About Anything Together. There Was This Really British Thing That Being Even Remotely Emotional Was Absolutely Verboten.

If We Could Be Heroes, If Just For One Day.

In Fact, In Europe, I'm More Kind Of This Bloke What Writes Lots Of Stuff.