Peter Siddle popped over to Sainsbury’s and got me a big bar of Dairy Milk.
I am not going to fool everyone by saying I feel like a spring chicken; I obviously crack a little bit more than I used to, but the only way I can still do what I did in my 20s is because I still live, eat, work, sleep and train like I did then.
Common man’s problems are increasing, lapdog media is becoming even more biased, atrocities against women are increasing. There is no strategy on eduction and health. Small trader is in distress and there is vendetta politics against political opponents.
If you want to become a big politician, grab the collars of the collector and superintendent of police.
We sing together in the house. He will often play the piano while waiting for me to get dressed. But I would never dare sing with him. He is a bit of a musical prodigy.