I'm Not Really Part Of Any Group

Make Lots Of Money. Enjoy The Work. Operate Within The Law. Choose Any Two Of Three

I Spent The First 25 Years Of My Life Not Knowing What I Wanted To Do.

One Saturday In 1984, I Walked Into My First Aa Meeting. I Went Regularly For Six Years And Only Stopped When I Came To Realize My Underlying Problem Was Not Genuine Alcoholism, But Depression.

I Have Had Issues With Depression All My Life, And It's Probably True To Say There Was A Tendency Towards It Even When I Was Very Young, During My Schooldays. There Was Often - And This Is Quite Common With Comics - A Sense Of Not Feeling As If I Belonged Anywhere.

In My Local Newspaper, They Had This Advert: 'please Look After Your Neighbours In The Cold Weather'. I Live Next Door To This 84-year-old Woman, And Do You Know, Not Once Has She Come Round To See If I'm All Right. The Lazy Cow Hasn't Even Taken Her Milk In For A Fortnight.