Everyone had an uncle who tried to steal their nose.

There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when your hand or head is stuck in something.

I might be collecting wheely bins in 12 months time but at least they'll be wheely bins outside back gates that I know, in a part of the country that I love. There's no place like home!

You ever dip your biscuit in your tea and it breaks. I swear now, you never get used to that.

Everyone had an uncle who tried to steal their nose.

One of the most awkward things that can happen in a pub is when your pint-to-toilet cycle gets synchronised with a complete stranger.

I'm not homophobic. I'm not scared of my house.