My father kind of had hopes that I was going to become an artist like him - the typical thing. Of course I could play guitar better than him when I was about 12. But I couldn't paint better than him. So I went, 'I'm going to be the guitarist of the house, not the painter.'
One of the most disappointing things about the case is that union members had their hopes raised for no good reason. They were given the false impression that William Hill had behaved inappropriately and that there was a pot of money to compensate them,