I just wonder what it would be like to be reincarnated in an animal whose species had been so reduced in numbers than it was in danger of extinction. What would be its feelings toward the human species whose population explosion had denied it somewhere to exist. I must confess that I am tempted to ask for reincarnation as a particularly deadly virus.

It's difficult to see how it's possible to become immensely valuable by singing what are the most hideous songs.

We don't come here for our health.

I therefore suggested that WWF should invite leaders from the major religions to meet together to discuss what - if any - responsibility they felt they had for the natural environment as a "sacred" entity.

You have mosquitoes. I have the Press.

And what exotic part of the world do you come from?

You were playing your instruments? Or do you have tape recorders under your seats?