My primary school teacher once poured a bottle of curdled school milk forcefully down my throat. Then I threw it up all over her suede shoes. I'd rather have drunk from the spittoon in Barney's barber shop.
I was Popeye mad when I was a kid, and I'd eat spinach until the cows came home.
I was a really picky eater as a child. Because I was obsessed by Popeye, my mum and aunts would put my food in a can to represent spinach and we'd hum the Popeye tune and then I'd happily eat it.
I dress up as a middle-aged prostitute and do a game show.
It's become normal for me to walk on set as Popeye, Frankenstein or an Elf or even a chicken.
I'd rather do community service than sit and write a load of Christmas cards.
