I've started looking at my own father a bit funny. He assures me, though, that I really am the son of a Scottish postman.

I don't know now if I'm funny. I just keep talking and hope that I hit something that's funny.

I am reasonably happy. I didn't find Jesus or anything like that. Part of it is that I just feel that I could go home. I did not feel like that for a long time, but I could go back now.

I don't know now if I'm funny. I just keep talking and hope that I hit something that's funny.

I hope what I do has an art to it, and as an artist you have to try new things and keep yourself entertained.