I don't have a half a million quid kitchen with every single conceivable piece of equipment and ingredients that include oats rolled from vestal virgins in the outer Mongolian alps. It's just not real life.

'Feel it Still' by Portugal the Man inspired me to write like a hurricane!

If I'm inspired I won't stop until I'm either hungry or one of the cats give's me the thousand-yard death stare.

I even had a staff made out of driftwood (I'm a hippie at heart) to help along one side of my hip that's also decided to take a vacation.