This much I know: Vincent Woods

My greatest fault is prevaricating. In trying to be patient, I am perhaps not impatient enough.

The best piece of advice I ever received was from my mother. When I was eight, a tramp came to the door and asked for a drink of water. Being a slightly fastidious child, I got an old cracked cup and filled it with spring water for him.

My mother sent me back inside, telling me to give him one of the mugs we normally used ourselves. It was a great lesson in treating others the same as oneself. I try to honour that.