My Dad's A Very Sensitive Man, But

I Think Self-esteem Is Fluid. It's Not A Fixed State, And So Some Days Are Better Than Others.

In The End, Punk Inevitably Burned Itself Out And Acted As A Bridge Across Which The New Romantics Could Sashay In Their Chiffon And Glossy Hair.

I Must Be An Anorexic Because An Anorexic Looks In The Mirror And Sees A Fat Person.

Regular Panelists On Shows Can Be Terrifying. They Own That Space, And Many Guest Comics Suspect They Are Favoured In The Edit, While Their Own Hilarious Jokes End Up Being Ejected Into The Ether.

I Pay A Bit More Than Lip-service To Health: I Don't Eat Chips Or Pre-prepared Food, And It Might Be A Comedy Sacrilege To Admit I Do Like Vegetables, Fruit And Salad And Stuff.