As A Five-year-old In Berlin In 1965,

Well, I Really Don't Like Heights. I Don't Get On The Top Deck Of A Double-decker Because That's A Bit High For Me. I Always Feel That I'm Going To Hurl Myself Off, So Heights Are A Problem.

I'm Very Bad At Having Heroes. I Don't Rate Anyone Particularly Highly Because I'm So Snide And Competitive And Not Very Nice.

The Only Way To Go On Holiday Is With Your Expectations At Ground Level. Convince Yourself Before You Go That The Weather's Going To Be Dreadful And There Will Be Nylon Sheets. You'll Then Be Pleasantly Surprised.

I Wouldn't Say I Was Grumpy. It's More Pathological - I Have Seismic Tantrums. I Get Red In The Face And Cry At Least Three Times A Week, And I Have To Lie Down And Have A Nap Afterwards.

I Admire The Elsie Tanners And Barbara Windsors Of The World: People Who Have Crawled Back From The Abyss. I'm Quite Camp In That Respect.