I'm just trying to understand what's around me as much as anyone else is, really. To draw a bead on a moving target.

Men don't know anything! Men don't know when their lives became so entirely awful, when everyone else turned into such a tosser! A man does not know how he came by the half a pie he is holding in his hand. And scientists - those frauds - seize on this, and try to use it as proof of the mysteries of human consciousness and the unknowable nature of the brain, which is rubbish!

Black Books adheres to a more old fashioned, traditional sitcom format, which I think works, because in its own way, it's quite theatrical.

The trend now is to get away from stage bound sitcoms.

‎What's the weather like? ... It's fierce mild!

When you say 'Bedtime, bedtime, bedtime!' that's not what the child hears. What the child hears is 'Lie down in the dark... for hours... and don't move... I'm locking the door now.'

It's true that I have spoken about doing a book before, but then everyone you speak to is planning to write a book.