Every time I stray away from the Lord's word, I find emptiness and darkness.
I've had hundreds of challenges at Traveller gatherings. They get a few beers in them, and they start thinking they are Tyson or Ali: throwing punches, swearing, and jumping around with their big fat bellies. I'd love to knock a few of them out.
All my people are from Ireland. I was born in Manchester, but I am Irish.
Everything is possible through God, and I'm living proof of that.
I've got an outspoken personality, which gets people thinking, and my style of fighting is aggressive. Everything's on the line all the time. In my fights, there's drama.
I've been in crisis situations, I've been down, I've been hurt, I've been behind on the scorecards, and I've had to pull that shot out to knock somebody out. I've been in all kinds of situations and still come out on top.
A lot of my friends, when I was 14 or 15, they were all up and down, wanting to go out on a Friday night, and my dad had me working really late on Fridays and Saturday mornings and even on Sunday mornings. And when I'd finished all that, we used to spend the rest of the time talking about boxing.
I could drive from the age of nine. My dad had his car pitch at home, and we used to drive the cars around the land, take them up to the tap, wash them, and reverse them back.