I had two family members involved in World War I: two great-uncles. One of them is on a memorial in France. And the other was a trench runner who survived the war. The average life span of a trench runner was 36 hours, but he survived the whole war.
I only remember the end of my dreams, like waking up at a steering wheel, or falling.
There are plenty of people in the world who have tried to be rock stars and have not gotten there.
I was heavily into sport from 10 to 15, I was in all the teams, and it was everything to me. But I was very young for my school year and when puberty kicked in for my classmates I got left behind.
My dad is a doctor, a professor of psychiatry, and my mum is a psychotherapist.
I don't believe in that kind of pragmatic career ladder stuff.