The thing about Jack Dee is that he is a mass of contradictions. He is so successful and yet he looks as if he is in a permanently bad mood. He sits opposite me, clad in what can best be described as "casual wear" - lightweight trousers, shirt and jacket - and looks everywhere but at me, while fidgeting with an iPod-type gadget. "I'm not into that celebrity self-promotion thing," says the 44-year-old comedian. "I can't imagine going to everything I'm invited to. I mean, there are people who make a virtue of going to every party, every opening, every film premiere, and they phone up their publicists and get cross if their photograph is not in the paper or the magazines, but what else is there to them? They're empty. They don't have any talent.