When Michelle left me there was all this other stuff going down as well. I’d just written the final draft of my novel Manslaughter and was working on my solo album with Mark Austin. Ang was in Panama and I was living in the great house/studio I’d developed in Wigan Street that we had to sell as part of the settlement.
I hit the piss. Never having been a …
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