Nigel Planer from The Young Ones was on the radio the other day, talking about the time he was injured by a giant twenty-foot chocolate éclair, and about when he once answered an ad for a room while dressed as Che Guevara. His book sounded quite interesting.

I’ve never been injured by any type of cake, but I did once fall down the stairs in Jimmy Spice’s, when I obscured my vision by looking at the change I had jingling around in my pocket (such a rookie mistake).

I also once enthusiastically waved goodbye to someone and fell over a wall. After that happened, I made my farewells decidedly more static.