Wherever The Wings Of Love Take Me,

I Had A Place In England And Was Commuting From England To Australia, Which Is Pretty Stupid, But After Two Years I Sort Of Knew What I Wanted To Do, More Or Less.

I Had A Quick Ear And Could Pick Up Languages.

My Mother Felt It Was Time That I Had Some Parental Control, So I Went Off To America And Went To New York.

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

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.