I like to go to anybody else's birthday and if I'm invited I'm a good guest. But I never celebrate my birthdays. I really don't care.

My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.

The main prank that we play with props is for people's birthdays. The special effects people will put a little explosive in the cake so it blows up in their face - that's always fun to play on a guest star or one of the trainees or someone who's new.

I hate birthdays.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

It is lovely when I forget all birthdays including my own to find that somebody remembers me.