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The Guardian, The Q&A, The Guardian, 24 December 2016 source ↗
I did work in retail while I was getting into presenting and the hours were long and you were always on your feet. It was good vibes, though.
I worked in a paper factory at five o’clock on a Saturday morning when I was in my early 20s. I’d go out raving the night before, get an hour’s sleep and then go to the factory. I was covered in paper cuts and used to think I heard people talking to me; they gave me a lot of breaks because they thought I was going mad.
I cleaned the toilets at the local pub every Saturday morning.
Cleaning men’s toilets in the Swan hotel in the Cotswolds.
When you can barely stand to look at someone without turning away to catch your breath.
Artists who do their own thing, without compromise: Ken Loach, Bob Dylan and James Kelman.
I haven’t achieved anything of note yet.
When a pal grabbed hold of me as I fell into an unbanistered stairwell at a rave. Would have been curtains, but for his sharp reaction.
Happiness is mostly intrinsic: you’re either a happy soul or a miserable bastard. Fortunately, I’m the former.
There’s been the odd beauty on the dance floor I really ought to have gone home with.
Adam Kay, Adrian Edmondson, Ann Patchett, Anne Enright, Bernadine Evaristo, Cressida Cowell
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