Spike Milligan's had the last laugh on his grave:
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I have unexpected pressure on me to write a foreword for this book. I resent this, given that I wrote the whole bloody book by hand and I am still writing for the pleasure of the publisher.
I can't wish him well, I can only hope that he explodes sitting on a railway train going to work and his bits are distributed to all his fellow passengers as souvenirs.
I refuse to write anymore.
Goodbye forever.
Spike Milligan