CAN YOU HOLD ON A MOMENT, SUE?
CHRIS FEATHERS LIKES ME.

- COULD I HAVE A SANDWICH, PLEASE?
- YES.

STEALING A TRAFFIC CONE, PUTTING IT ON MY HEAD,

I HAD CRACKLING ON SUNDAY.
IT HAD HAIRS ON IT, BUT I DIDN'T MIND.

LYNN, I'VE PIERCED MY FOOT ON A SPIKE!

YES. ALTHOUGH KATE FELT SHE BOUNCED BACK,

THEY'RE ONLY THE BAND
THE BEATLES COULD HAVE BEEN.

I MANAGED TO NEGOTIATE
A WALNUT GEAR KNOB FOR YOUR SMALLER ROVER.

- WHAT?
- SEE, YOU DID IT AGAIN, YOU'RE DEFINITELY SACKED!

RIGHT.

IT'S TOUCH AND GO.

- IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU KNOW ME.
- OK.

YES. THAT'S FOR HYGIENE REASONS.
IT LETS THE BUTTOCKS BREATHE.

I CAN'T EMPHASIS THAT ENOUGH

A-HA!

AND THE REST ARE IN A SHOE BOX
WHICH I THREW OFF A FERRY.

# DO YOU?

- YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO KNOW, MR PARTRIDGE.
- I'LL BE HONEST, I'M PRETTY CURIOUS.