We seem to live in an AGE where we are quietly appalled by the IDEA of appetites, whether they be for sex, FOOD or diamonds.

When I was 16 I played at the Orange Bowl. I was one of the favourites to win and Boca were playing in the Intercontinental CUP against Milan. It was four in the morning in Miami and they wouldn't let me get up to WATCH it. I put the TV on ever so quietly, THOUGH, and watched the WHOLE GAME, which went to penalties and lasted forever.

When I give lectures, people will wait behind until there is no one around and then tell me quietly, 'I seem to be one of those people who need EIGHT or nine hours' SLEEP.' It's embarrassing to SAY it in public.