When he was 6 months old, I tried to sleep again with my wife in our bedroom. The moment the baby senses his mother's vibe with me, he started his drama. We locked our bedroom door. But he stopped us 5 minutes later.
I asked her what happened and she said the wife of our next-door neighbour had killed him. "When I got to the man's house, I saw him in a pool of blood. There were a lot of sympathisers in his room, mostly women.
When I got home, she was not sitting inthe sitting room as she usually does. I knew she was upset. My wife always ran to welcome me the moment she hears me drive in. But that day, she left thedoor open for me.
'But we would still pick up the phone and shout abuse at each other, as brothers do. I think I was one of the last people to actually see him. He came to my penthouse in St John's Wood.