I quite enjoyed all my retail jobs (I worked in H&M and Gap), but the worst times were the sale periods. The summer sales – awful.

I had a cafeteria job, serving food, and some people were really nasty. There was a stack of nice, cool plates, and a stack of hotter plates that had just come out of the kitchen. So, if a person was an arsehole, I’d hand them a hot plate with a smile and watch them deal with it.

It’s also one of the best jobs I’ve done, but two hours in, when everyone’s pissed and ignoring you, hosting the Brit awards can be a tough gig.

Working in McDonald’s when I was 16. It was about 90p an hour. Because I was always late, they made me “trash walk” the length of Kentish Town high street and pick up the McDonald’s rubbish.

Passion projects. I built the world’s first CBD steam room, opened the first Jamaican restaurant in Tenerife, I’m about to open a bar. Because I come from poverty, I want to make sure my children have a better start than I did.

Yesterday – I’m bipolar.

Documentaries, my dog and Pornhub.

Ed Sheeran, a little ginger boy from the farmlands in Suffolk who ran away to London, slept on the streets and became the biggest musician in the world.

It isn’t supposed to hurt, I know that.

As an honest person who tried to help where he could. Nothing fancy.