Not Everyone Who Drinks Is A Poet.

I Am Trapped In This Body, And There Is Nothing I Can Do About It.

I Certainly Did Feel Inferior. Because Of Class. Because Of Strength. Because Of Height. I Guess If I'd Been Able To Hit Somebody In The Nose, I Wouldn't Have Been A Comic.

Maybe The Memory Does Play Tricks. Increasingly, I'm Thinking, 'what Was Their Name? I Knew That Name Yesterday.' I Think That's What Happens. At Some Point, I'll Forget That I Ever Worked With Peter Cook, I Suppose, And Alan Bennett And Jonathan Miller.

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It Seems That A Lot Of People, Who Haven't Known Of Me As A Pianist, Think I've Just Started Off As A Comedian. And So For Them The Piano Was Something Extra. But, Of Course, Playing The Piano Was Something That Came Before All Of What's Happened Now.