Like millions of Scots, I've agonised over whether to go for independence or remain with the Union.

Scotland needs comedy more than ever. With the independence debate, finally after 300 years, reaching room temperature.

When I think back to my childhood, it's with a mixture of amusement and embarrassment. I was always forgetting things. My mum called me scatty because I could never sit still. But there was no sense I was suffering from a medical condition as such.

I remember driving home one evening while they were reviewing the papers on the radio. One of the articles was about me separating from my wife. It's a weird thing to listen to a news report about the break-up of your marriage.

My first public impression was my French teacher, Derek Swift.

Scotland needs comedy more than ever. With the independence debate, finally after 300 years, reaching room temperature.