Knowledge is ancient error reflecting on its youth.

Youth doesn't reason, it acts. The old man reasons and would like to make the others act in his place.

My arse contemplates those who talk behind my back.

My ass contemplates those who talk behind my back.

In parenting, as in judging, the days are long, but the years are short.

I treasure my meetings with individuals affected by autism - parents, children, teachers and friends. Their strength is inspiring. They deserve all possible opportunities for education, employment and integration.

It was two different worlds: my world - cricket, the dressing room and the lads. And then family. Even when they travelled with me, it wasn't always easy to bridge the gap.

I had TB as a child. So I was put to doing things like drawing and reading. And I was raised in a family where manners were important. Maybe that's why I seem so refined.