Here's a picture of me with REM. That's me in the corner.

My grandfather invented the cold air balloon... But it never really took off.

The pollen count, now that's a difficult job. Especially if you've got hay fever.

It's difficult isn't it, when you're in a Mosque and everyone's praying and you really enjoy leapfrog.

Easiest job in the world of course, Australian psychiatrist, "Gday Gday how you doing no worries next".

So I phoned up the spiritual leader of tibet, he sent me a large goat with a long neck, turns out I phoned dial a lama.

My mother made us eat all sorts of vitamins and supplements, until one day I nearly choked on part of The Sunday Times.