I Don't Think I'm Successful.

I Think As Time Goes By You'll Get Female Comics Who Are Weirder - You'll Get A Female Mighty Boosh.

I Still Can't Set Up The Ironing-board. A Complete Luddite.

If I Do Go To The Beach There Have To Be Certain Rules: It Can't Be A Pebbly Beach, There Has To Be Some Shade And There Has To Be A Beach Bar. I Don't Want To Go Off The Beaten Track.

Anyone Who Has Dead Straight Hair Wants Curls.

I've Just Got Crap Hair. Although I Inherited A Lot Of Stuff From My Dad, Including Giant Knees, I Didn't Get His Good, Thick Hair. I Got My Mother's Thin, Wispy, Non-event Hair Instead.