I am not a perfect man who has led a faultless life.

I am no longer a criminal. I gave up that practice years ago.

For more than 13,000 days on the run, my life was a soap opera.

Do you know what would keep me in Brazil, no matter what happened? Sex!

There has been so much rubbish written up in the papers over the years.

Banks' beer. There's nothing like it! To Brazil. And to Barbados justice.

I won a scholarship with the Brixton School of Building. I screwed around, not putting in a proper attendance.

There's a difference between criminals and crooks. Crooks steal. Criminals blow some guy's brains out. I'm a crook.

I don't have any intentions to return to England. I would go back if I could return as a free person. I don't want to return to prison.

It has been rumoured that I was the brains of the robbery, but that was totally incorrect. I've been described as the tea boy, which is also incorrect.

The last thing I stole was a box of Coca Cola from a parked truck in Adelaide. I was nice and drunk. It was New Year's Eve. And that was about 28 years ago.

I used to have a list of things from my school buddies of what kind of art material they wanted. I'd go up to the West End of London and spend the whole day knocking stuff off.

The idea was to make a movie ourselves with everyone playing a cameo role. Preferably before we all go, 'cos poor old Charlie Wilson was murdered, and of course Buster has gone.

One report said that since my time on the run I've had 2,500 girlfriends. I mean you got to realize, I've been on the run for more than 30 years, I have got to have had more than that!

I was involved in the robbery for a purpose, and that was because I knew somebody who could drive a diesel train. I was responsible to take along this old guy who could drive the train.

One report said that since my time on the run I've had 2,500 girlfriends. I mean, you have got to realize I've been on the run for more than 30 years. I have got to have had more than that.

I would like to be remembered as a good father. A good husband. A good brother. A good friend. A good man. But that is simply not going to happen. Like it or not, I have reached the point of infamy when I am going to be remembered simply as 'Ronnie Biggs', whatever or whoever he is in your mind.

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