When I was just singing with my brothers in our house. I was hoping I could become a success to give my mother and my father a better way of living.

Right where I am now.

Playing football in the school playground at lunchtime.

St. Michael’s Hospital, Toronto: 8:31 A.M., July 1, 1981; 8:29 A.M., May 4, 1983.

My surname. You have no idea how many versions I’ve read and heard. It was especially irritating during my Abba years. You can imagine someone calling our hotel and saying: “I’d like to speak to one of the guys in Abba.” Who do you think the receptionist called, Andersson or Ulvaeus?

A cabaret act with Agnetha, Frida and Benny. It was in a nightclub in Gothenburg and one night we had seven in the audience. It was before we found out that we were a pop group.

It’s a calm and secure feeling of deep loyalty.

Nothing, really. But without little sleeping pills, I’d go crazy.

In my professional life, the musical Chess on Broadway. It was a resounding fiasco and played for two months. The butcher of Broadway, Frank Rich of the New York Times, was probably very pleased: I’ve never seen such a bad review in my life.

Bill Gates. Not only did he build Microsoft, he went on with his wife to create the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation. They support the, in my view, single most important factor in making the world a better place – empowerment of women and girls.