What Always Staggers Me Is That When

And Then There Was My Mate Who'd Just Been Fitted With A Brand New Hearing Aid. "it's The Best In The World", He Said. "what Type Is It?", I Asked And He Said "ten Past Twelve".

Don't Tell Me How To Do My Job. I Don't Come To Your Workplace And Tell You How To Sweep Up.

I'm One Of The School Of People Who Don't Do Research Of The Reality Of The Thing Or The Unreality Of The Thing. In All The Movies I've Done, I've Never Done Any Research.

Nothing Means Anything Here. When They Pull Down An Outstanding Building, No One Objects. Oh, Maybe There's A Wee Protest From Some Collectors Or Something Who Take A Picture Of It Before It Vanishes.

I Love Scotland And I Speak About It A Lot, So People Think I'm Desperate To Go Back. They Just Take It Upon Themselves To Say I'm Going Back, But I'm Not. I'd Rather Concentrate On Becoming A Citizen Of The World.