My folks were English. They were too poor to be British. I still have a bit of British in me. In fact, my blood type is solid marmalade.

Wine, women and song have been replaced by prune juice, a heating pad and the Gong Show.

A few years ago he had a big heart transplant in Chicago, a five-hour operation. It took the doctors four hours to get him on the operating table.

The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends.

I like to come to Washington, D.C., at least once a year. Why should my tax money travel more than I do?

The Concorde is great. It gives you three extra hours to find your luggage.

I see the Beatles have arrived from England. They were 40 pounds overweight - and that was just their hair.