My dad, a doctor in Dorset, went to a boarding school, so he sent me to one too. To be honest, I was having a lovely time with my mum and dad – I had a wonderful childhood living down in Poole – so I’d rather not have gone. Later on in life I said to my father, the only thing I would have liked was not to have been sent away. And he said, we didn’t want to send you away, but I thought I was doing my best for you. It’s not that I was unhappy at school, though I was a bit of a loner – I’ve never had many close friends. But I just wanted to leave and get into music. I had a guitar at school, and I used to write songs, send them off and get them turned down.
After three years at school, one