What's Brown And Sounds Like

When, In 1966, I Progressed To The Frost Report, I Was Paid Ten Guineas A Minute. I Was Guaranteed Three Minutes A Week, So This Was Good Money.

Pattycake, Pattycake, Baker's Man; Good Morning, Madam, I'm A Psychiatrist

I Love Being An Older Comic Now. It's Like Being An Old Soccer Or An Old Baseball Player. You're In The Hall Of Fame And It's Nice, But You're No Longer That Person In The Limelight On The Spot Doing That Thing.

My First Professional Job Was Appearing In A Disastrous Theatre Production Of Oh, What A Lovely War In Leicester Rep, Shortly After Leaving Cambridge.

I Believe In The Separation Of Church And Planet.