My early memories are full of football talk around the house, of Dad standing on the terraces at Ayresome Park, of the occasional precious new pair of boots.

I was never, ever physically afraid. My terms of reference were basic and simple: put the ball in the net. That was my job, that's the way I saw it, and I allowed nothing and nobody to distract me from that purpose.

What young men nowadays don't realise is that ballroom dancing can be such a source of enjoyment.

The RAF allowed me to play a lot of football, but like England later, they failed to recognise real talent when it was under their noses.

Academically, I was thick. School wasn't bad, but I was.

My values stemmed from the family. Anything I have achieved in life has been rooted in my upbringing.

To me, scoring goals was just like other boys might regard delivering papers. I just did it - every day.

Women who choose to stay home and raise their families make one of the most valuable contributions to society. as far as I am concerned.

What joy and adventure the youngsters of today are missing as they sit indoors mucking about with computer games and videos!

Believe it or not, cricket was my first love. I would genuinely have swapped the dream of a winning goal at Wembley for a century against the Australians at Lord's.