Don't Let Anyone Tell You What You

A Lot Of Humour Is About Just Enjoying Life And Spontaneity And Because You Make A Joke That Puts Somebody Down - We're Always Teasing Each Other. It's With Affection. It's Nasty Teasing That We - Not All Teasing; Nasty Teasing You Cut Out.

If You Want To Know Who Your Friends Are, Have A Major Failure.

When I Was A Child And I Was Upset About Something, My Mother Was Not Capable Of Containing That Emotion, Of Letting Me Be Upset But Reassuring Me, Of Just Being With Me In A Calming Way. She Always Got In A Flap, So I Not Only Had My Own Baby Panics, Fears And Terrors To Deal With, But I Had To Cope With Hers, Too. Eventually I Taught Myself To Remain Calm When I Was Panicked, In Order Not To Upset Her. In A Way, She Had Managed To Put Me In Charge Of Her. At 18 Months Old, I Was Doing The Parenting.

My Mum Died About Three Years Ago At The Age Of 101, And Just Towards The End, As She Began To Run Out Of Energy, She Did Actually Stop Trying To Tell Me What To Do Most Of The Time.

I Tend To Have An Odd Split In My Mind: I Tend To Look At It As A Writer And When The Writing Thing Is Ok And I'm Happy With It, Then I Put On My Actor's Hat.