I ought to rejoice in the fact that our principal rival has died, but I don't.

I honestly believe that TV generally is obsessed with the ratings battle to the point of cutting its own throat.

The BBC produces wonderful programmes; it also produces a load of old rubbish.

I hate flying. My stomach churns at the mere thought of it.

Over the last two years, I have been able to comb through The Prince's archives. I have been free to read his journals, diaries and many thousands of the letters.

While I have corrected agreed factual errors, I have not been inhibited from writing what I felt to be the truth about The Prince of Wales.

The BBC has the obligation to think big. And at the moment, that clarion call sounds an uncertain note to me.