My first job was working for my dad. He was a used-car dealer, and I used to wash the cars down, clean them out, and so on. I would do stuff for him pretty much every day. It was quite a good job, to be honest.
As you know, I get a lot of abuse on Twitter. And while I’m abroad on training camp, I train three times a day, often for two hours a time, and I haven’t got time to respond to all the people that ask questions.