Portal: Ricky Gervais

Ricky Gervais Ricky's usual expression Ricky Gervais (born 25 June 1961) is an English comic writer and performer from Reading, Berkshire, England. Gervais achieved mainstream fame with his award-winning BBC2 sitcom The Office, which he co-wrote and co-directed with his friend Stephen Merchant. In 2005, Gervais and Merchant returned with the sitcom Extras. In 2006, Gervais became the first guest star on The Simpsons to also write an episode, which aired 26 March 2006. And besides writing and directing sitcoms, Gervais and Merchant hosted a radio show and a world record-breaking podcast with Karl Pilkington. Multi-talented Gervais has authored three books for children based on his other-worldly creatures the Flanimals. He is also stand-up comedian, over the years writing and starring in his shows Animals, Politics, and Fame. ...Full Biography

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Quotes "You're an idiot. Play a record." -Xfm Radio Show (various) "I don't know the PC term for this..." -Xfm Radio Show (various) "Right, I'm just going to add to the list of people we've offended: Sorry to Jewish people as well. So sorry to Jewish people, sorry to Chinese people, sorry to Welsh people, fat women, Elvis fans, animal lovers, lovers of great radio..." -Xfm Radio Show (citation needed) "Ooh ... chimpanzee that! Monkey News!" -Xfm Radio Show and Series 1 Podcast (various) "Phoenix Nights is better than The Office. So buy Phoenix Nights, don’t buy The Office. OK?" -Xfm Radio Show 22 November 2003 Downloads Friday Night With Jonathan Ross (8 Sept 2006) Ricky Backstage at GQ Awards (6 Sept 2006) Richard & Judy (1 Sept 2006) ...More Downloads

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Anecdote Can I tell you about one of the best presents I ever had? Without a doubt, all I ever wanted was a go-cart. This is true, I was about, like, 5, 6, 7 and I eventually, for Christmas- I wasn't spoilt in the sense that I got pocket money, but I always got what I wanted at Christmas eventually, 'cos, you know, working class mothers, they'd get it out of the catalogue, and pay for it for the rest of the year. So I got, really, as many presents as anyone else, and I got this go-cart. It was a little red go-cart, and it was a pedal one, and I'd run home from school, and I'd be in it. I'd be up and down the garden for hours, and I'd have to come in for my tea, and this was fantastic. This went on for, like, weeks and weeks and weeks, through the summer, through the next summer, and it was just a fantastic go-cart. And I'd show off. Then one day I came home - and it was always at the back of the shed, up against the shed - and I went in and I couldn't see it. And so I went to the back door - my mum was like washing up and that, and I went "Where's my go-cart?". I thought, it hasn't been nicked, she went "Your dad swapped it."...I went ... "He what?" And I was going to be brave, I went "He what?", she went "He swapped it for a wheelbarrow", and I could see she didn't approve of this, and she was thinking "I'm going to tell him, and then I'm going to, you know, have this out." And I went "Right", she went "It's your wheelbarrow." And I went to the back of the shed, and there was this wheelbarrow. He swapped it with a bloke called Jimmy Dublin, who he worked with ... I think he was an Irish gentleman, that's why, I don't know what his real name was. And I think my dad must have been drunk, and he went "I want to get my son a go-cart", and my dad was "Well, my kid's got one, he's probably had it for a year, he's probably bored with it", and he said "Ah, I'll give you this wheelbarrow." And I went to this wheelbarrow, and it was caked in concrete, I could hardly lift it - just nicked off a building site, obviously. And I'd be there for hours, trying to push this wheelbarrow, up and down the garden, right, and it was OK though, 'cos I was going on holiday soon. I, seven years running, went to Bognor Regis, place called Riverside, 'cos some woman round the way had a caravan, that we got free for a week, and it was great, wonderful. I used to go there with my Mum and my Nan ... and I met a little friend, who's about my age, we're both sort of like 8. And he'd hired a go-cart, and he came round, he came round to my caravan... I went "I've got a go-cart." And my Mum, I remember my Mum opening the window of the caravan, and going "Don't lie." and I went "I had a go-cart, I had a go-cart." ~R.G. (as told on 24 November 2001)