In 2001, my father finally succumbed to the bone cancer that had tortured him for seven years. His last weeks were a terrible, black icing on the cake, the agony, the slow twisting, thinning and snapping of his skeleton. Everything… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
People complain that joking about serious subjects is 'making light' of them. Isn't that a good idea? Comedy lets the air out of the… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
We're chipping away at our capacity for wonder. When hologram TVs eventually go on sale, they'll cost £20,000 and be bought only by those… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
In life, comedy occurs naturally, as it should, in the most appalling of circumstances. — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
It's a fairly common phenomenon of London life - people having fully developed critiques of books they haven't read and films they haven't seen.… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
I'm nostalgic for the future I knew as a kid. Back then, it was a lovely, bleepy, heavenly land populated by svelte men in… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
People sort of imagine Chris Morris and me sitting somewhere dark, with dripping taps and chilling background music. In fact, we like to sit… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
I was a pedantic child. I'd get really annoyed at the logic of small things that don't bother anyone else. — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
In 2001, my father finally succumbed to the bone cancer that had tortured him for seven years. His last weeks were a terrible, black… — Peter Baynham Copy Share Image
