I Understand It Is 13-8 Against Egon

I Think Our Police Are Excellent, Probably Because I Have Not Done Anything That Has Occasioned Being Beaten Up By These Good Men.

In Moments Of Considerable Strain, I Tend To Take To Bread-and-butter Pudding. There Is Something About The Blandness Of Soggy Bread, The Crispness Of The Golden Outer Crust And The Unadulterated Pleasure Of A Lightly Set Custard That Makes The World Seem A Better Place To Live.

I Find It Hard To Say, Because When I Was There It Seemed To Be Shut.

I Was Going To Talk About Nicholas Parsons' Ignorance, But 18 Seconds Would Be A Wholly Insufficient Time.

I've Known Nicholas Parsons For A Fairly Long Time And His Geniune Pleasures Are In Rubber Tubes, Metal Clips