May 8th 1943. Deluge. The rain not only fell mainly on the plain in Spain; it also fell mainly on the back of the bloody neck, dripping down the spine into the socks where it came out of the lace-holes in the boots. Spike Milligan 8thbackbloody share on social
The experience of being in the Army changed my whole life; I never believed that an organization such as ours could ever go to war, leave alone win it. It was, as Yeats remarked of the Easter Rising, 'A terrible beauty.' Spike Milligan armybeautybelieve share on social
I shook hands with a friendly Arab. I still have my right arm to prove it. Spike Milligan arabarmfriendly Change image and share on social
My parents always threw everything out, gave everything away. I'm surprised they never threw me away. That's why I've always kept my children's things. My parents had no feelings for belongings. Spike Milligan belongingchildfeeling Change image and share on social
We reach a secondary road and - here comes the bonus - we pass the Temple of Neptune and Cerene, at Paestum, both looking beautiful in the sunlight. Strung from the Doric columns are lines of soldiers' washing. At last they had been put to practical use. If only the ancient Greeks had known. Spike Milligan ancientbeautifulbonus share on social
All I ask is the chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Spike Milligan chancehappymake Change image and share on social
Is the modern social pattern of unending change and movement the cause of two modern diseases, insecurity and dissatisfaction? How lucky Thomas Hood was to be able to write, 'I remember, I remember the house where I was born.' I don't even know what mine looked like! Spike Milligan bearchangedisease share on social
I have the body of an eighteen year old. I keep it in the fridge. Spike Milligan bodyeighteenfridge Change image and share on social
Thankfully, we didn't stop at Malta. I think Malta was thankful, too. Spike Milligan maltastopthankful Change image and share on social
I thought I'd begin by reading a poem by Shakespeare, but then I thought, why should I? He never reads any of mine. Spike Milligan beginminepoem Change image and share on social