I do not walk around imaging myself to be intimidating or smart.
I was fat! I was pustule-rich! I looked like a pink human grenade! When did I blossom into the irresistible little orchid that I am now? I don't know. Getting taller helps. It spreads out a bit.
I don't have lungs anymore! Just two spare bags that flew in under a bridge one day.
The trend now is to get away from stage bound sitcoms.
We are both drawn to surreal situations so the writing was a joy.
I'm really not big on nationalism, to be honest with you. I really don't think it gets people anywhere except near a pile of dead bodies. I'm Irish, yeah, but I don't need to get up on a soapbox about it.