I'm pretty good for an old geek.

When I first came to London, I loved hanging around in cafes, smoking, scribbling, dreaming. It was life-affirming and fun.

A little showbiz never hurt anyone.

I hate restaurants that play music. You come out for a quiet meal, and you're supposed to put up with all this booming. Why? It's madness!

I wish I'd known that one day the geek would inherit the Earth.

A girl once came to my beery flat in Kensal Green, opened the blinds and cooked me breakfast. I married her.

I was just interested in directing. So I just kept having a go at trying to write little scripts and get things together, and my wife just had a slip of the tongue and said, "Franz Kafka's It's A Wonderful Life" when she meant to say "Frank Capra's." There it is right there. That's a gag that we could make into something.