My mantra is: put your brain into gear and if you can add to what's on the screen then do it, otherwise shut up.

The only thing that really annoys me is when all of a sudden you hear yourself on the radio advertising Smith's tyre shop or Blenkinsop's jam. They simply can't do that. And in Australia, occasionally I have to take action.

Gatting at fine leg - that's a contradiction in terms.

Bruce Reid is not the worst batsman there is at international level but those who are worse would not need to hire the Myer Music Bowl to hold a convention.

Media were never allowed into an Australian dressing room until I became skipper. I changed that and invited them in at the close of play each day, thereby confirming for many administrators they had appointed a madman as captain.

Out in the field, you haven't got anyone whispering into your ear saying all sorts of things, you've got to do it yourself.

When my hair is long enough to be cut, I go to my wife's hairdresser, and she generally pays for it.