(ALARM BEEPS)
SWITCH THE ALARM OFF!

IT'S NOT BOLLOCKS.
YOUR PROGRAMMES WERE APPALLING.

PARTRIDGE. YES, I'LL HOLD.

# PRETTY GIRL, BEWARE OF HIS WEB OF SIN

HE THOUGHT, ''YES, I WILL BUY
THAT COPY OF 'PUNCH' MAGAZINE''.

- HIS HOUSE?
- YES.

I BELIEVE IN REINCARNATION.
I'D LIKE TO COME BACK AS AN ANIMAL, LIKE A DOLPHIN.

STICK THIS ON.

MY POINT IS THAT I'VE BEEN LOOKING
FOR THE POSITIVES IN YOUR BOOK,

WHY DID YOU SAY I HAD PANIC ATTACKS?
YOU MADE IT SOUND LIKE I HAD A BREAKDOWN.

WHAT'S THIS, LYNN?

HELLO? RECEPTION? SORRY, I MUST HAVE HIT A ZERO.

- IT'S MASSIVE.
- 10,OOO SQUARE FEET OF KITCHENS.

OH, THERE WAS A CALL FOR YOU. A MR NISHEAD RANG.

FOOT'S COME OUT OF MY SHOE.
THAT'S NOT GOING BACK IN.

CAN I JUST EXPLAIN?
I WAS TYING TO ACCESS "DRIVING MISS DAISY".

GADZOOKS! IT'S THE NOBLE
SIR DAVID CLIFTON OF RADIOSHIRE.

OK. BYE. BYE.