Bob Mortimer:
‘Depression is like
every vein, artery
and cell in your
body is filled
with dark sadness’
Life hasn’t been all chocolate cuddles and cheeky car meats for Porky Mortimer. There have also been mental health problems, bereavement and heart disease. Luckily, he’s still laughing…
By Paul Henderson6
October 2021
‘Hello, Paul,’ Bob Mortimer says with polite sincerity. ‘Nice to see you again.’
Bob is a very good liar. Although I appreciate the gesture, he does not really remember that we have met before. He has just been well briefed by his lovely publicist, Lou, who has subtly reminded him that a couple of years ago I sat down with him and Paul Whitehouse as they devoured Twixs and sugary coffees while discussing fishing and coronary disease. The irony was not lost on either of them at the time. ‘That’s us fucked,’ Whitehouse had said when the confectionary arrived. ‘This is gold for a journalist, look.’
