I Was Coming From A Very Cerebral,

Why Don't I Like You?" "because You Think I'm An Asshole, And I'm Not Really, I'm Just British And, Well, You're Not.

Do You Know That Moment When You Paint A Landscape As A Child And, When You're Maybe Under Seven Or Something, The Sky Is Just A Blue Stripe Across The Top Of The Paper? And Then There's That Somewhat Disappointing Moment When The Teacher Tells You That The Sky Actually Comes Down In Amongst All The Branches. And It's Like Life Changes At That Moment And Becomes Much More Complicated And A Little Bit More Boring, As It's Rather Tedious To Fill In The Branches.

On The Screen Were Some Flashback Shots Of Daniel, Emma And Rupert From Ten Years Ago. They Were 12. I Have Also Recently Returned From New York, And While I Was There, I Saw Daniel Singing And Dancing (brilliantly) On Broadway. A Lifetime Seems To Have Passed In Minutes.

I Am Hellbent On Defying Your Expectations, At Every Turn, And Even If You Don't Like What's Being Done, I Dare You To Find It Uninteresting.

There's, Like, Marks Next To An Actor's Name Or Something, And Boy Does That Go Up And Down! Somewhere In There, Which Always Causes My Mate Miss Ruby Wax Great Hilarity, I Was Offered A Biopic Of Frank Sinatra. Even I Knew That Was A Bad Idea! They'll Throw Anything At You At Certain Times. So, You Know, To Thine Own Self Be True.