I still give myself the right to be highly critical of others, though.

I was loved as a kid; I was raised with more love and emotional support than most folks could wish for my memories aged nought to ten are all bound up together in a mesh of innocence and fun.

It is easy for me to love myself, but for ladies to do it is another question altogether.

Baldness is visually enough of a stigma as it is without a big sweaty bloke on stage pointing it out.

They look outside the windows of their apartment in town and realize they're not living in a terrace anymore. This is a room full of dreamers who like to go to London for a day.

I used to be good with kids, but as I get older, I'm grumpy and terrible with them. As for doing a gig at a 6-year old's birthday party, you couldn't pay me enough.

I actually enjoy being heckled; it keeps it interesting, and I think it is a nice feeling for people once they have left the show.