ON THE LINE, WE HAVE, IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN
ROY FROM CAISTER ST EDMUND. HELLO.

I ARREST YOU ON SUSPICION
OF SUCKING UP TO A MUSTARD MAGNATE.

I COULD HAVE BEEN DONE FOR DRINK DRIVING.

- CAN YOU REALLY?
- YEAH.

I KNEW THAT, BECAUSE HE COMPOSED
HALF OF IT OVER THERE.

THEY'RE LITTLE ONES.

(GEORDIE ACCENT)
AYE-AYE, MR PARTRIDGE, MORNING.

I MEAN THINGS LIKE TABASCO SAUCE AND SOY.

IT'S LIKE THE RUDYARD KIPLING POEM,
"IF". YOU KNOW THAT?

# OH, RATTLING ROARING WILLY IS HE
HE'S OFF TO THE BBC

OH! EXCELLENT.

- I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE A RAVER.
- I'M NOT. I'M STRAIGHT.

WOULD YOU LIKE A DRINK FIRST?

SO...THANKS.

YOU MEAN THEM TRANSEXUALS? I'VE SEEN THEM
BUT THEY'RE DISGUSTING. I KEPT AWAY FROM THEM.

WE COULD CALL IT THAT. MAKE A NOTE OF THAT.

- ARE YOU MARRIED?
- YEAH.

THOSE SPIKY TREES I THINK ARE JOSHUA TREES.