During the cold war, West Berlin was an exclave - a tiny outpost of liberalism surrounded by people who want to crush it. It was like Austin, Texas.

Other than the laws of physics, rules have never really worked out for me.

Welcome back, my cheeky wee monkeys.

I've got mixed feelings about poetry cause done well poetry is fantastic. But not many people are capable of doing it well. I think you should have some kind of license to perform poetry. A poetic license perhaps.

I've started looking at my own father a bit funny. He assures me, though, that I really am the son of a Scottish postman.

I know the fashion is that everything is fair game [for comedy material] but I don't believe that.

I'm crazy. I know I'm crazy 'cause Desmond Tutu told me, and he's very clever. He said, 'You must free yourself, be more of who you are. Be more crazy.' And I'm going to.