- MR PARTRIDGE, THAT'S THE KITCHENS!
- I'M GOING TO COOK ALL THE FOOD.

VERY LAID-BACK PETROL STATION, THIS.
YOU COULD HAVE SOFAS IN HERE.

WHO'S WITH YOU TILL 4 A.M. WITH HIS "NIGHTCLUB".

MICHAEL.

IMAGINE IF WE WERE THE LAST TWO PEOPLE ON EARTH
CAMPED OUT UP HERE.

FOR GOD'S SAKE!

# BA DA DA
DA-DA DA-DA DA DA DA... #

SOME FUNNY, SOME TRAGIC.

(LIVERPUDLIAN) THERE'S AN ADVERT FOR IT.

I AM SUCH A BIGHEAD!

# IT STARTED WITH A KISS #

YES. HE HAD A SECOND-CLASS
HONOURS DEGREE IN MEDIA STUDIES

NOW BOOGER OFF!

- HI!
- OH, ALAN!

WAS FOR A COMPANY
THAT MAKES TONER FOR PHOTOCOPIERS.

IT'S 4.50 AM.

- WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO?
- TRIED TO OUT-DANCE A COMPUTER. IMPOSSIBLE.

YOU SEND IT FOR AN MOT
AND THEY FIND SOME CHAP'S RIBS IN THE OIL SUMP.