27. Februāris 2015

Peter Cook

I don't mix easily. I don't know—it's a Streeb-Greeblig trait. A combination of shyness and violence which makes it difficult for us to form lasting attachments.

In those days Greebling Manor was surrounded by 28,000 acres of wonderful farmland, none of which, unfortunately, belonged to us. My father didn't see why that should stop us farming it.

I've lived a long time. I've been distorted, I've been misrepresented and I've been quoted accurately, which is perhaps the most appalling, and I thought in simple conversation with another human being I would get some things off my chest and on to other people's.

I've often thought of giving all my money away, but then I've often thought again.

We've all got royal blood in our veins, you know. It's the best place for it in my view. We've all got a little bit of royal blood in our veins, we're all in line for the succession, and if nineteen million, four hundred thousand, two hundred and eight people die, I'll be king tomorrow. It's not very likely but it's a nice thought and helps keep you going.

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