❝ So I ask him if it’s hard, now, to belong to himself, disentangle the legend from the private man. ‘I’m not sure I do feel I belong to myself,’ he replies, abruptly. Then, after a pause, he says: ‘There are two sides to me. I’m a Gemini, you know? I’m very conscious of my duality in lots of ways, sort of like a split personality. Well, that’s a human condition, isn’t it, though? Everyone has a conscience, a voice inside their heads. Anyway, I’m very conscious of that debate between the two of us. Like black/white, day/night, dull/bright. They all happen to rhyme by the way. So there are two of us. There’s him, and he walks down the streets and goes into shops and is very famous. And there’s the other one, who loves, laughs, cries, remembers, plans. That’s just me. It’s always been me, since the age of five. I compartmentalise the famous side. And I’m very happy to do that. It doesn’t bother me.’ ❞