I think our police are excellent, probably because I have not done anything that has occasioned being beaten up by these good men.

About one thing the Englishman has a particularly strict code. If a bird says Cluk bik bik bik bik and caw you may kill it, eat it or ask Fortnums to pickle it in Napoleon brandy with wild strawberries. If it says tweet it is a dear and precious friend and you'd better lay off it if you want to remain a member of Boodles.

I've known Nicholas Parsons for a fairly long time and his geniune pleasures are in rubber tubes, metal clips

In moments of considerable strain, I tend to take to bread-and-butter pudding. There is something about the blandness of soggy bread, the crispness of the golden outer crust and the unadulterated pleasure of a lightly set custard that makes the world seem a better place to live.

Breakfast is a notoriously difficult meal to serve with a flourish.

Congealed fat is pretty much the same, irrespective of the delicacy around which it is concealed.

I understand it is 13-8 against Egon Ronay publishing a Good Betting Shop Food Guide by 1997.