The first song I remember hearing
I Can Sing a Rainbow, on Listen With Mother, the BBC radio programme for children, which I listened to with my mother, so I certainly fell into that trap. It’s amazing how old-fashioned it seems now, like something from the war.
The first single I bought
I was a terrible shoplifter at 16, 17. I stopped nicking stuff when I set off the alarms at Harrods trying to walk out with a Luther Vandross cassette tape in my pocket.
