I’ve been in love with Sade since I saw her singing Your Love is King in that backless dress at Live Aid. I have all her albums on CD or vinyl. I’m almost glad that she only makes an album every few years because it gives me something to look forward to — and they are all brilliant.

My favourite Sade story is when we had a cabin at Tahoe and I took my Little Clown every single weekend for two or three years. He skied. I snowboarded.

We shared the cabin with 11 other people but one Saturday night we had the cabin to ourselves. We had the wood-burner stove going and all the lights were off and we were listening to Sade’s Love Deluxe — me on the couch and five-year-old Dylan in an armchair. When Pearls came on he got tears in his eyes and came to snuggle with his dad tighter than any little boy ever snuggled. I still get tears in my eyes.

There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for pearls on the roadside
There’s a force stronger than nature
Keeps her will alive

This is how she’s dying
She’s dying to survive
Don’t know what she’s made of
I would like to be that brave

She cries to the heaven above
There is a stone in my heart
She lives a life she didn’t choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes.

Pearls by Sade

PS. If you look closely in the crowd at Live Aid, you can see me in the seats on the right of the stage.