I'm in my 80s and not a keen television fan.
I reckon I closed down at least two films companies, one of which was in Ealing in the mid 1950s.
Big Brother sounded like a silly stunt and that's what it is.
People who believe in flying saucers are the scrapings from the bottom.
I don't judge other people's work and I don't see enough of it either.
I wanted to write a story that demanded the viewer's attention.