When, in 1966, I progressed to The Frost Report, I was paid ten guineas a minute. I was guaranteed three minutes a week, so this was good money.

I'm not careful with my money at all these days. I buy people a lot of dinners!

John Cleese once told me he'd do anything for money. So I offered him a pound to shut up, and he took it.

A lot has been said about politics; some of it complimentary, but most of it accurate

Reading Alan Zweibel makes me laugh out loud. And yet it is not a particularly funny name.

I've got soggy thighs. It must be dinner time.

So it became in my mind a nine-carol service; an oratorio and orchestral concert all in one, but with narration. That's something I've learned about, because it's the story that keeps you in there. I wrote a libretto and I gave it to John Du Prez. We normally don't work in this fashion but I said off you go, and he went off for about three months. He brought me back this demo which blew my mind.