I haven't written my memoirs yet, mainly because I'm struggling to think of a title. It's important to get it right.
I saw Ronnie Corbett's autobiog on the shelves today, which is called - rather predictably, I felt - And it's goodnight from him. Gary Barlow's book, which he was promoting on the Jonathan Ross show the other night, is entitled My Take, which I thought was perhaps a tad cleverer.
One of my all-time favourites is Murray Walker's Unless I'm very much mistaken.
We won't get on to Jodie Marsh's Keep it Real, which - according to the Amazon blurb - takes us "from her unhappy school days and her teenaged nose job to her current success..."