I doubt this is how music videos are normally cast. I’m surprised, still, that my mum let me do it, even knowing my sister would be on set. My mum was incredibly kind, but she was also strict when we were growing up – drugs, cigarettes, tattoos and extra piercings were all strictly verboten. “I trusted you,” she says simply. My niece is now 15. There is no way in hell we’d all let her play the love interest of a 25-year-old. “Things were more innocent then,” she says. I let that one pass.
Along with the sawn-off T-shirt, I am wearing my schoolfriend’s Miss Sixty denim miniskirt, another friend’s stretchy leather boots,…
