When I look back, there are various things I did that make me cringe. But then I'm sure that in my sixties I'll look back at how I am now and also cringe. I just think that's inevitable. What was weird about my childhood was that nobody else in my family was remotely like me. They were incredibly laid-back, but I was just like this ball of fire. I asked my mother about it recently: where did it all come from? And she said, 'I have no idea. We just sat back with our mouths open and watched you go.

It's a long way forward, trust in me
I'll give them shelter, like you've done for me
And I know, I'm not alone, you'll be watching over us
Until you're gone.

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