JUST...JUST GOING FOR A WALK!

SORRY. COUPLE OF GREMLINS
IN THE SYSTEM. GHOSTS IN THE MACHINE.

QUITE LITERALLY. I'M ON THE RING ROAD.
THE THIRD TIME ROUND.

THEY'RE ALIVE, HE SAYS... I'M NOT READING THIS.

THEY'RE LITTLE ONES.

MICHAEL, IF HE HITS ME, WILL YOU HIT HIM?

CAN I HAVE THE SAME, PLEASE?

A LORRY FULL OF LIVESTOCK HAS JACKKNIFED,
SHEDDING ITS LOAD OVER BOTH LANES.

SONJA, I'LL HANDLE THIS.
GO AND SIT IN THE STATIC HOME.

THAT'S VEY GOOD.

- YEAH, I WAS MAKING A PUN ON YOUR NAME.
- OH, RIGHT,

I'LL DO MY STINT. I'D WANT EXPENSES, THOUGH.

- NO. LITHOW STREET.
- THIS IS JOHN. SHOW HIM YOUR TOOL BELT.

UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU, I AM
THE CHIEF COMMISSIONING EDITOR OF BBC TELEVISION.

- A BOWL OF BREAD THERE.
- WHAT'S THAT FOR?

IT'S POLITICAL CORRECTNESS GONE MAD.

SO I DISMANTLED MY CORBY TROUSER PRESS.

LYNN? WHAT THE FRIG HAVE YOU GOT ON YOUR FEET?