Last album you bought: Ulrich Schnauss–A Strangely Isolated Place.
Uncle John and Whitelock–Henry's Cellar Bar, Edinburgh.
Last person you ate breakfast with: My girlfriend Caroline–just in the house, not fancy.
Last time you hated something: The extractor fan above our cooker, after I headbutted it–unintentionally, of course.
Last night on the town: Last night at Henry's Cellar Bar, the Tennents went down well.
Last words of inspiration you heard: “Unity is love, so smile when you come face a bredren.”–lyrics by Savage.
Last book you read: Greg Palast–The Best Democracy Money Can Buy.
Last time you wore a tie: Myra and Ollie's wedding, a month ago.
Last magazine you read: Sound On Sound.
Last album you listened to: Chris Clark–Empty The Bones Of You.
Last time you thought you were going to die: Flying home from Mallorca last year–the plane was up and down like a yo-yo.
Last strange thing you witnessed at Livi: A Port-a-Loo in the car park.
Last country you visited: Italy.
Last time you cried: When you sent me these questions.
Last piece of clothing you bought: A Stonewood and Bryce velour zip-up jacket.
Last time that you were in a car accident: Way back–we all claimed 500-quid compensation each for whiplash injuries.
Last food you ate: A seasoned chicken from Schnigsbury's.
Last promise you made to yourself: To warm up before I skate, shortly after spraining my ankle.
Last dream you had: None of your business.
Last TV show you watched: Ashamedly, How Clean Is Your House, it was mingin'.
Last video part you were stoked on: John's (Rattray) unseen '02 video part yet to be unleashed–ask Alex Craig about that one.
Last team sport you played: Monkey Tennis.
Last time you were confused: When my dad wrote me this in an e-mail: “I have taken up show-jumping with Squid, although we have yet to clear our first fence, whilst your mother is formation-knitting for the R.A.F.”
Last time you felt inspired: When I saw my friend Robo doting on his newborn–but don't get me wrong, I'm not ready for parenthood yet.
Last time you lied: When I said I played Monkey Tennis.
Last good park you skated: Chandler, Arizona.
Last time you got into a fight: I got punched twice in the face in Mallorca last year–does that count? What a mindwipe.
Last person you talked to on the telephone: Caroline.
Last time you were in the hospital: Last Sunday, getting the ankle checked out.
Last thing you lost: The will to answer this question.
Last setup you put together: Blueprint Don Palmer, Ventures, Lucky bearings, and Bones rubbers (hook me up, please)–all the legit stuff.
Last skate video you watched: I'd like to say it was Sons Of The Hounds, but it was actually Yeah, Right!
Last time you witnessed anarchy: You don't get much of that round here. People prefer mindless brawling on the streets for no purpose at all.
Last time you went to the cinema: Three weeks ago–I had the
misfortune of sitting all the way through Anger Management, awful.
Last time you got ripped off: By my dentist–he's no longer my dentist.
Last time you were betrayed: By the British Government, no war in our name.
Last poster pinned to your bedroom wall: A large print of a photograph of a ward in the hospital I was born in–it fell down.
Last Web site you vissited: www.optimo.co.uk.
Last photo session you went on: Photo session sounds a bit professional–don't know if I've ever been on one of them, but I went out the other day, and this big Welsh guy was lurking with a camera.
Last time you got a ticket: For skateboarding? Never had one.
Last time you moved: Four years ago.
Last thing that made you laugh: Bo Selecta, a comedy show–the Michael Jackson skydiving skit took the absolute piss.
Last time something changed your life: Arnica.