It's fair to say that I come from a long line of chancers. My family weren’t doing anything extraordinary, just the usual side hustles that people living hand-to-mouth do to get by. We lived that particular way of life that middle-class people judge the less fancy classes for, like hiding my mother's live-in lover so that we'd qualify for a council house. [My family] would work insurance jobs, knockoff jobs, backhand jobs, back-of-a-lorry-jobs – any job really, just as long as it wasn't a proper job. You'd probably call them crooks, but I have better manners than that. Anyway, the short answer is that I was born into it.