I bet Maurice Gibb's heart monitor was singing the tune of Stayin' Alive.

I bet Maurice Gibb's heart monitor was singing the tune of Stayin' Alive.

I am camp. Lots of gay men can't cope with their campness. They are in denial about it.

Those years between drama school and getting onto the stand-up circuit were pretty lean.

Occasionally the state of the planet can knock me off my perky perch.

The higher your profile becomes, the more aware you are that people out there might hate you.

Because society places a value on masculinity, gay men aspire to it. If you go to a gay club and the doorman says, 'You do realise this is a gay club, don't you lads?' you get all excited because you think, 'Wow, he thought I was straight!'