My name is Brush. Basil Brush.

One of the funniest things I've seen this weekend is the new Basil Brush. I loved him as a child and he has aged very well or as he puts it: "Not so much aged as matured, like fine wine. Or stinky cheese." He's still 'one for the ladies' and offered to help one dress with the purred reassurement "don't worry - I've warmed my paws".

Here's an interview with The Mighty Basil Brush.