There wasn't actually porridge in the bowl – they used some kind of cigarette. It has become family legend that it was a joint
This photograph was taken when I was about seven years old. I did a bit of modelling for a few years back then. My parents were fairly skint: we were two adults and five children living on a sailing barge in Kent. My father sold office equipment and my mum homeschooled us. They had some friends who were photographers and they suggested we could make some extra money by modelling. Some of my siblings tried it, but I was the most amenable.
This advert for Scott's Porage Oats was shot in a studio in Chelsea, west London. There wasn't actually porridge in the bowl. The photos took so long to get right and they needed to keep the steam going, so they used some kind of cigarette. It has become family legend that it was a joint: I remember my mother saying that there was a wacky smell and that the photographer was quite leftfield, but she disputes that now. I definitely have a hypnotic, spaced-out look that I don't have in other pictures of me as a kid.