At Cambridge, You Have To Kiss The

What's Brown And Sounds Like A Bell? Dung!

A Nod's As Good As A Wink To A Blind Bat!

My Father, Who Was A Sergeant In The Raf During The Second World War, Was Killed In A Hitchhiking Accident While Returning Home On Compassionate Leave. As A Result, My Mother Had To Get Work, As A Nurse, And At Seven The Raf Put Me Into A Boarding School And Ex-orphanage Called The Royal Wolverhampton School.

Life Is A Comedy When Watching And A Tragedy When Experiencing. I Try And Share Anything I Have.

I Don't Like Animation. I Hate Animation, Actually.