Everyone I've ever wanted to be

My dad.

The candyfloss man at the fair.

The hook-a-duck man at the fair.

Julian from The Famous Five.


George, my guinea pig.

The boy who won the running race on sports day.

Linford Christie.

The husband of Mrs Orland, my primary school teacher.

Anyone with floppy blond hair in a centre parting.

Steve McManaman.

Alan Grant from Jurassic Park.

The husband of Sporty Spice, if she has one.

My granddad.

My scout leader.

Me when I'm 18 and I can do what I want.


The husband of Sarah Michelle Gellar.

Alex Turner from the Arctic Monkeys.

Jim Morrison from the Doors.

The Professor of English Literature at Glasgow University.

The editor of the university newspaper.

Louis Theroux.

Jack Kerouac in On The Road.

The guy who dropped out of uni to focus on making music, and got signed to a record label.

Chris Morris.

Steve Jobs.

James Franco.

The husband of Grace Jones.

Grace Jones.

Anyone who got a good job after uni.

Anyone with their own house.

The friend of a friend who became a professional journalist.

Me when I was 18 and I had no worries in the world.

My first editor.

The Head of Editorial.

The Managing Director.

The stock photo of a happy family.

My brother.

Someone who is respected and inspired and free
Who people like me aspire to be

The kind of person who leads you to hope and to try
And never passes you by

But look up to others without looking down with despair
You're you, no one else, and you're beyond compare.


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