I think maybe to survive, I mean to just get through the day - I'm not saying that everything is hilariously funny.

My life is so boring that your brains are going to melt and come out of your eyes.

I always imagined my little cartoons on plates for some reason.

Grime is not like messiness or some fingerprints on a cabinet; it takes a long time to accumulate.

My parents were extremely reluctant. When my father was clearly dying, my mother refused to acknowledge it.

A friend of mine gave me a very good piece of advice, which is if you don't think your kids are going to want it, don't take it.

You would open a drawer, which my father had jammed full of newspapers, and the bottom would drop out. There were buttons and screws and nails and bottle caps and jar lids – the drawer of jar lids! Why? Because they're made of metal and maybe there'll be another war and we'll need the metal. A friend of mine – I quote him in the book – says, 'You have found the source of the river eBay.'