I had a turbulent childhood. Between the ages of 10 and 15 I was a right little cunt, I rejected any kind of authority and made life difficult for any adult who tried to control me. When I was around 15 I started to mature and realised that being angry wasn't going to help me have a better life as an adult.

At 16 I left school and became independent. I quickly made new friends, and thankfully made the right kind of friends... skateboarders, so I basically started listening to ska and smoking weed. From that moment I lost any aggression in me and started to enjoy life.