MIND YOU, I CAN'T TALK. I'VE GOT A FAT BACK.

DO YOU LIKE MY CONES?

GUIDE DOGS FOR THE BLIND. IT'S CRUEL, REALLY, ISN'T IT?

FOUR YEARS AGO,
SUSAN LOST HER HAND IN A CAKE-CUTTING MACHINE.

HELLO. COME TO SEE MY BOOK BEING PULPED.

..HAS GOT SOME RUDE GRAFFITI ON...

- LYNN!
- COME AND SIT DOWN FOR GIN RUMMY.

(IRISH ACCENT)..WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?

- WANT A GLASS OF WINE?
- THANK YOU VERY MUCH. CHEERS.

A DIGITAL WATCH WITH DENIM STRAP,
A VODKA MINIATURE, A BIC-STYLE RAZOR

I LIKE THE EVENINGS WHEN THE LIGHTING GETS BAD.

- HELLO, TONY! HOW ARE YOU?
- I'M FINE.

"HELLO, YOU BASTARD!"

HORSES RUNNING THROUGH COUNCIL ESTATES,

SORRY ABOUT THAT. YOU MUST BE SICK OF THAT.

HELLO, SUE. IT'S ALAN.

ABSOLUTELY. WE CAN DO YOU...

IS HE GOING TO GET PETROL? NO.
HE'S JUST USING THE FORECOURT TO TURN ROUND.