The end of my school life was an absolute joy full of laughter. I sometimes wish I could laugh like that now. Every day at school was an absolute gas. I had six or seven really close friends. And whether it was playing football, sitting around giggling or listening to music – we were big into Heaven 17 and lots of exciting new electronic music – life was fun. They were good days. But I had no sense of the future. I was too busy living for the moment. So I had no idea what I was going to do with my life. Maybe a football goalkeeper? That would have been nice.
I worked in the kitchen and my brother was a DJ. So hearing all the music of the day, staying up until way too late, seeing the slightly seedy side of life and people getting drunk was exciting. This was the early
