Well, I Think Part Of My Gift,

My Selective Memory Of What Drinking Was Like Told Me That Standing At The Bar In A Pub, On A Summer's Evening With A Long, Tall Glass Of Lager And Lime Was Heaven, And I Chose Not To Remember The Nights On Which I Had Sat With A Bottle Of Vodka, A Gram Of Coke And A Shotgun, Contemplating Suicide.

Having Lovers And Friends Is All Good And Fine But I Don't Like Yours And You Don't Like Mine.

Well, I Think Part Of My Gift, Or If I Have One, Is That I Love Listening.

This Moment In Time, On This Tour, You Know, I'm Discovering A Lot Of New Things. And To Be 45 And Doing That, It's A Mixture Of Pleasure And Pain, I Can Assure You.

The Point Of Being At Home Is To Be With My Family As Much As Possible.