It was easy... I started nicking things from supermarkets. Once I even nicked a swimming pool. It was an inflatable one, ’cos we needed a bath and we didn’t have one where we were renting. I used to do that sometimes when I was drunk and was bored. But then the minute I got money I stopped nicking. Before it was me saying, ’I’ve got no money, fuck off society, let’s go to the supermarket and get what I deserve.

Babe Hound, june/july 1997