Some details of my life on earth you might not know about:
I was born in Leeds in 1926, the youngest of seven children of a poor bookmaker's clerk.
I almost died from pneumonia when just five months old but miraculously recovered after my Mum, whom I always referred to as the redoubtable "Duchess", went out to the local church to pray to a deceased Scottish nun.
I again narrowly escaped death as a teenager in me first job when working as a miner. An underground explosion brought down the coal face on me back damaging me spine to such an extent that I was told that I'd would never walk again.
I soon latched on to the then unheard-of-venture of taking a wind-up gramophone to entertain people at dances and I claim to have set up the world's first disco in Leeds in 1948.