Dynamo: The day my tricks made Robbie Williams scream — theguardian.com

For my fourth birthday I had a party which put me off having parties for years. Mum scrimped to arrange a good spread of sandwiches, crisps, sweets and cake and the children were invited from Bradford’s Top Hill nursery. But no one at all turned up because their parents didn’t want them visiting the Delph estate. Dad went to jail when I was four. We met again when I was 19 – he’d gone round bars I performed in, asking for me as Dynamo rather than as Steve. We went to a Chicken Cottage. But he was into dodgy shit and I’d just got a Prince’s Trust Start-Up, so it wasn’t going to work.

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