Craziest dream

It's not really that crazy, maybe impossible though, but I'd like to travel to every single point on this planet every country every village and talk to everyone and everything including animals and find out there views on the world, and sit and listen to the stories they have to tell, all the stories everyone has told throughout time. And listen to them all, I've always been a listener, I like to hear stories, I'm no good at telling them. Then travel up into space and look down on the world and think about it all. Maybe that is quite crazy.

Wildest hope

World peace, I know it's a cliché but why not, why can't people get along without petty squabbling over ideas. But then people like to force there ideas onto other people, like the idea of world peace, you can't force that on people or it's just as bad as all the rest. Religion has caused more and bloodier wars and suffering than anything else I can think of.

Secret aim

To be musician to sing my songs on stage with my guitar and be good at it, to have people listening and singing along. Some of my proudest moments are to do with my songs, like when I was singing one and my friend Wiggi said 'who wrote that?' and then a split second later said 'my god it's one of yours.' And when my sister has wandered around singing songs of mine not realising that I'd written them. Even I've done it, I've been wandering down a road and suddenly a song comes into my head, and only later do I realise it's one of mine.

Somebody I admire

That's a tough one, I don't know, well, Nelson Mandela for spending 27 unjust years in jail and not coming out and being visibly annoyed off about it, but going on to lead his people and start to turn it all around. I always admired my Grandads when I was little although I never really knew them, they always appeared so wise as they'd lived an age longer than I had, it seemed like for ever.

Somebody I hate

I don't hate, I actively dislike people, but hate no that's far to strong a word. I think it springs from being bullied at school and running home crying with a bleeding nose, I hated those bullies, but years later I got to know one of them really well, we became good friends, I'm a very strange boy really, very forgiving. If someone hurt or killed someone I loved then I could hate, but not at the moment, not now.

Why it's so shameful to be human

Because of the unjustness of it all, why all of the wealth of the planet rests with so few, why am I sitting hear in the warmth of my home when there are people out freezing and dying in the streets and I do sod all about it. Why people are slowly destroying this planet and no one seems to care. War, famine, racism, hatred. That's why it's shameful to be human.

I'll add one more, what gives me hope.

Love, just call me a hippie. Oh and dolphins, intelligent creatures who just spend all day mucking about in the water having a good time, also they're the only other living creature who makes love for pleasure.