Dire Straits is a great band. Someone tells you they like ""Brothers in Arms"" and immediately you know they're a stupid annoying git.

I have a lot of nice Italian winter clothes that make me look like a sophisticated Lebanese professor, so my friend Robert and I go around pretending to be experts in Arabic politics. It doesn't work in the summer though. I don't have the right clothes.

People aren't universally heroic.

Most of the Communists I knew were nice people.

There's a part of me that still hates everything, and my natural view default setting is still very cynical and dark

I exist as an annexe of the BBC. I'm down the road a bit from the main building, in a little hut.

Now, as a comic, if you're vaguely amusing you can go straight into TV, then you play the O2 and then everyone's sick of you.