I was probably 12 or 13 when I first started going out drinking with friends. I was at day-school in London and my mum was stricter than she is now. It wasn't alcohol she was concerned about, though, it was more who I was with and where I was going. I'm her only child, so there was no one to pave the way before me, but she's always trusted me to stay in control. She knows I wouldn't get totally drunk, although that has happened, obviously.