Some kid writes in to me and says, ‘I’ve got all your records and I listen to your music all day long and I look at your pictures all the time and I write to you and all I get is a bleedin’ autographed picture. You don’t know how much time I spend thinkin’ about you lot.′ I write him back and say, ‘You don’t know how much time I spend looking at and thinking about teenagers.