YOU CAN ALWAYS GET ME SOMETHING
OF EQUIVALENT VALUE,

- I RETILED IT.
- RIGHT.

I THINK I'LL GO TO MY ROOM AND LEAN ON THE SINK.

- WHERE'S SHE GONE?
- SHE DROVE OFF.

THAT WAS OAP - OLD ALAN PARTRIDGE.

IMAGINE A TONGUE
STICKING OUT OF A SESAME-SEED COB!

- WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES GOING?
- IN THE STORAGE ROOM.

OK. LET'S RECAP. DRAW THE GUN FROM THE HOLSTER,

AS WE ALWAYS SAY AT DANTE FIRES,
WHAT IS THE BURNING ISSUE?

NO? HE'S GONE. PITY.
MARVELLOUS LITTLE TAPAS BAR THERE.

WHICH I HAPPEN TO THINK IS VERY GOOD. I MEAN,
IT'S NOT FIVE-STAR, BUT IT'S CERTAINLY COMPETITIVE.

I'M SEEING A FRIEND AT THE WEEKEND.

HE'D NEVER GET TO THE PODIUM
WITH THOSE LONG SHOES ON.

..TO A LOVELY LADY OVER THERE WITH ORANGE HAIR
AND A CIGARETTE IN HER MOUTH.

- CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE OFFICE?
- I'D LIKE IT TO DOUBLE AS A CHILL-OUT ROOM.

YES, IT IS.

THE TIME, FOR THOSE WHO LIKE TO TELL IT
IN A WACKY WAY, IS 50 TO SIX.

- SAVES ME DOING IT LATER.
- BONSOIR.