I was homeless as a kid growing up in the city of Glasgow.
I’m not exactly sure what triggered my homelessness.
I was living in flats with no heat, no electricity, no toilet paper.
It was the early 1980s and I was on the streets in the late 1960s.
I was in a homeless shelter for the next six years.
My mother, who had a degree in psychology, and father, who was a mechanic, took me to the city and told me that I was a lost soul and that I could find work as a porter.
I had a job in the airport.
My life as a homeless person was different from other people’s.
I never went to a dance or had a night out with my friends.
My parents were always there.
They’d get me on my bike to work, pick me up at the airport, take me to a friend’s house or friend’s place, and give me a warm drink.
They were always giving me advice.
They’d say, “Don’t give up.
Don’t give in.
And don’t give yourself over to depression.”
I’m sure they were saying it to their own kids, too.
When I was 17, I got a job at the Glasgow International Airport and the people there were so supportive.
It gave me a sense of purpose.
I knew I had to make my own life.
I made friends and became a journalist, and I ended up being the reporter for the Sunday Herald and the Sunday People.
I thought I would be able to stay on at the Sunday Mail.
I went on the BBC, I did freelance work for a couple of years, then I got my own radio show.
It’s not a big career move.
But there were times when I did feel that I had failed.
At first I felt that I didn’t belong there.
Then I started going back to work.
I’d had a few breakups and I’d made some mistakes, and it was tough.
I thought I was starting to take a break.
Then when I had the break, I started to get more serious about things.
I did get a job with the BBC in 2008 and then I was offered a job for another BBC programme, but it wasn’t the kind of job that I’d been offered in Glasgow.
I decided to move back to Scotland and start my own television show.
It took a lot of courage to take that leap.
I’m still working.
I have a job.
I’ve got my new show on the weekend.
It takes a lot to break into a big industry like television.
I didn�t know how long I would do it.
I’ve never been on a TV show before.
I got my first series in 2009, and after three years I was going to quit.
I did have a little bit of money left over from the BBC but it was really hard.
The first two seasons were very successful, but they were getting too old.
I quit because I wanted to be on the show and to be part of it.
I felt like I didn, too, but I didnít know what I was missing.
It’s a bit strange to say it this way, but for me, this has been my life for the last 25 years.
I started out working on a soap opera, and then television took over.
It just took me a little while to find my voice.
I went on a few other television shows and then a few years ago I went back to the BBC and did a couple more shows.
But I haven’t really been a television personality since.
I still have the TV career to live up to, but now I’m just working for the BBC.
I don’t feel like I�m doing anything I don�t enjoy.