What I'd like to do now - well, what I'd like to do now is grow my beard very long, weave it into my pubes and strum it like a harp.

Thank God for Darwin, eh?

I would never condone the burning of a Dan Brown novel, much though I loathe and detest his work. Well, I say work, you know, words, randomly arranged to form millions of dollars... I'm not bitter at all.

If you have enough money to be comfortable it makes life a lot easier and that's undeniable. But I think happiness is more elusive.

Or, as I call it, a Cheesel, it's a Weasel with a Cheese finish.

Without the beat in the background, Jazz basically sounds like an armadillo was let loose on the keyboard.

The BBC did a survey of the top 50 things to do before we die. Not while we're still alive, before we die.