I’ll give it a go… ;-)) You know, that I had a rather strange upbringing. The thing is, I have absolutely no memory of a period of my childhood – just under three years. That gap… I know there must be something there that I’m repressing. For a while, it really got to me and I tried all sorts of things to access those memories: depth psychology, exposure therapy, and even hypnosis. Under hypnosis, drawing on snippets of genuine memories, I recalled things that had either been told to me by others (my grandparents or neighbours) about myself, or that I’d simply read. Read in the incredible number of books I devoured as a child. These experiences obviously seem just as real in my memory as things I’ve experienced myself...