My first job was: Working in a newsagent’s in Tallaght from eight o’clock in the morning until six o’clock in the evening, Monday to Saturday. At the end of the week I was handed a 10 shilling note. I cried all the way home because I thought I’d get a fiver. Needless to say, I didn’t last long.My first crush was: David Cassidy. I had a picture of him I had pulled out of Jackie Magazine and carefully stuck over my bed. Many a long conversation was had with that picture as I regaled him with songs sung into my Denman brush.