I'm not on Twitter or Facebook and don't even use email. I don't trust computers: one day they'll all break down, and everyone will be knackered.

All this cuddling and kissing on stage these days, well it's all right in football when someone scores a goal, but not when you're playing darts.

I've got a nice little crafty deal with the people in Barbados; 10 days out there teaching the locals how to play darts for an hour a day. Get paid for that as well.

I love cheese and biscuits, the stronger the better.

The Crafty Cockney had a picture of the owner dressed up as a copper, so I brought it home, wore it on TV and the name just stuck.

I like a drink, mate. I'll have maybe 10 or 12 pints on a good night out.

I have two bowls of confidence for breakfast each morning.

You can't drink too many otherwise you can't see what you're throwing at.

I remember when we were in the World Cup in Australia and I had to win the singles against Tony Payne, best of seven legs, to win it. I was 2-0 down but ended up beating him 4-2.

I play a lot of charity golf mainly. I'm a bandit 18 if I play two or three times a week.

My dad was an Arsenal supporter and he used to take me there, but I've always been Chelsea.

Like us, animals feel love, joy, fear and pain, but they cannot grasp the spoken word. It is our obligation to speak on their behalf ensuring their well-being and lives are respected and protected.

I’ve read a lot of scripts and I’m really luck to be able to play a woman who’s funny and can be charming and has a mischievous side to her as well. I’m really lucky.

It is difficult to separate oneself from one's design moralities.

We're human beings and the sun is the sun - how can it be bad for you? I don't think anything that's natural can be bad for you.

People can have rhinoceros skin, but there's a point when something's going to hurt you.

You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned.

When I was awarded a fellowship in poetry by the National Endowment for the Arts (for "Alphabets"), I felt myself suddenly (vaingloriously) equal to my Crow, which would be - I knew at once - Rat.

Like any teenager who reads The Great Gatsby, probably, I was madly in love with the teacher who had opened it up for me.

I had to overcome the name Rock. If I'd been as hip then as I am now, I would have never consented to be named Rock.

I'm not real huge on horror films, but there's something really special about this.