A cunning plan…I had a dream about the movie The Man Who Fell To Earth last night. I haven’t seen it for years but it’s basically about an alien who comes to this planet to save his own. His planet has run out of water and so he has to make a shit-load of money as fast as possible to transport fresh supplies from Earth. It gave me an idea. Maybe I should start doing all those things I’ve turned down for years; commercials, corporates, merchandising, etc., and use the money to build an animal sanctuary. I can still do all the things I love with integrity, but also amass a secondary fortune from things I couldn’t give a fuck about and then live in my own forest with wolves and bears. Even if me doing loads of adverts and flooding the market with tat ruins my career it wont matter. I’ll be in the forest with wolves and bears. Wolves and bears! It might be genius. £50 million should be enough. This time next year i’ll be in a forest. With wolves and bears.