Wherever The Wings Of Love Take Me,

Blank House Was Exactly A Nice Empty Sheet Where Nothing Was Accountable Because You Were So Naughty That You Were In Blank House.

At Boarding School You Had To Wear Your Name Across Your Chest And Your Back, And Obviously I Had A Pretty Funny Name. It Wasn't Brown Or Smith Or Hughes.

You Never Came Home For Lunch: You Just Stayed Doing, Playing, Having Fun, Surfing, Running Round.

Once, The Parental Bed Collapsed Because All The Children Sat On It At Once.

When I Did Taming Of The Shrew, I Was Very Tired, And I Decided To Have A Holiday And Make A Documentary.