OK, how does a hops-based joint venture between Ilkley firms Wharfedale Brewery and Fat Lad At The Back grab you?
Come off it, I heard him say the same thing on Lorraine the morning before; how did a Watford lad so apparently disinterested in celebrity and fame (a reoccurring, if at times contradictory, Naughty Boy conversational trope) manage to blag a collaboration with Bey? "Well, Beyoncé called me directly, a month ago".
How did a street lad from Liverpool get to deal directly with the Colombians?
The book starts with a rhetorical question: "How did an Afrikaner lad of no apparent distinction... emerge to be an international figure?
It is a question that exercises the minds of his many detractors in the art world: how did a mouthy, working-class lad from Leeds, with hooligan tendencies, become the biggest – and the richest – artist on the planet?
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How did this sorry lad develop such an abundant capacity for flourishing?
How do you say to a lad, "Don't worry, I'll see you in three days time"?
But how do we undermine the lad culture, that jeering, tittering, competing, struggling realm of young men left to themselves and to the worst notions of what it means to be a man, or undermine the segregation in our culture that leaves the young to socialize as though they were another species?
"Say my boy was about 11 or 12, how do you explain to your lad who's a football fan exactly what Luis Suarez keeps doing?" he told BBC Sport.
