I stopped believing in Father Christmas when he tried to sell me drugs. I was in Coventry and the local dealer had got a job being Father Christmas. He came up to me and said: ‘Man, you want something nice?’
– Benjamin Zephaniah
I stopped believing in Father Christmas when he tried to sell me drugs. I was in Coventry and the local dealer had got a job being Father Christmas. He came up to me and said: ‘Man, you want something nice?’
– Benjamin Zephaniah