I Think I'm Prone To Panic.

Come Into My Life, Here Where Nothing Matters. Come Into My Life, Roll Away The Gloom.

Six Months Go By Very Quickly When You're A Genius.

No Matter What We Say, Entertainers Are Usually Quite Insecure, Wobbly Characters Underneath, And Maybe That Bit Of Glory Or That Bit Of Expression Or Whatever It Is Compensates In Some Area.

You Know Sometimes Words Have Two Meanings.

There's Not A Lot Of Towns That I Can Go To And Take Family - Too Many Incongruous Knocks On Doors - "hello, Honey. Have You Missed Me?"