My dresser and I have the hots for the new rugby ace Danny Cipriani. We have a shrine in my dressing room - press photos of him on the field looking swarthy and fit, and snaps of our boy emerging from Mayfair nightclubs, looking sexy and dishevelled.

I am full of gratitude for my life - and for this house.

The public has always had affection for gay entertainers. The time was right for an out gay entertainer.

I get just as much of a thrill out of constructing a good sentence that gets a laugh at the end as I do from a joke

I'm not sure how aware of the rest of the world I am. I live a rather sheltered existence

I didn't think of myself as a tart, but I wouldn't argue with anyone who did

I live in a kind of gay bubble. I live in a gay house, I drive a gay car. I eat gay food