It always surprises me when some-one takes me seriously. Why? Because I don’t take myself seriously at all. It makes me feel almost frightened that somebody is somehow expecting pearls of wisdom and maturity from me, and it ain’t here baby. At least, I don’t think so.

I get a similar feeling when playing with my nephew. I suppose he looks up to me and believes everything I say. How can I break it to him that inside my mind is a collection of thoughts and ideas as hairbrained as his own?