What a shitty time poor Farah Fawcett had yesterday! To be interrupted in your induction into Heaven’s heavenly regiments by bawls of…
“Holy Jesus, is that Michael fucking Jackson?”
“O.M.GEEEE I think it is! Out of the …

Ask anybody – even a cross-eyed peasant farmer in the hills of Guatemala – who would be the top three people they’d kill (a hobo) to meet, and you’ll invariably hear the names Roy Keane, Mick McCarthy, …

In 1982, I had the privilege of being in a head-on car crash with crooning royalty, Frank Sinatra. Though I spent the next year in traction, the friendship that developed between myself and Old Blue …

For a time in the late 60s, myself, Jack Nicholson and Dennis Hopper were inseparable. The Three Amigos. Nobody called us that, which always surprised me. The Two Amigos would probably have been more accurate …

In 1968, a spotty, snot-nosed Jeremy Paxman approached me for advice. He relayed his dream of breaking into the world of hard-edged, current affairs broadcasting — a world in which I was already an international …

As a freelance journalist, I’ve interviewed everybody from Terry Wogan to Zag (the man who plays Zig cancelled at very short notice — highly unprofessional). None though, come bigger than Ireland’s most famous sons, rock …

I had a fun fun fun table of eight land in on me about an hour before closing. They received my usual “me angry waiter, you stupid customer” caveman type greeting that I reserve for …

One is an unpleasant demagogue contemptuous of the masses and who always wear black. The other is the former leader of the British Union of Fascists!!

I am reading all about the disarray in the …