- ALAN. HOW WAS YOUR VISIT TO THE LAVATORY?
- MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

- HELLO, ALAN.
- LYNN, HAND ME AN APPLE PIE.

WHEN I RAISED MY LEGS THEN,
SOMETHING UNPLANNED HAPPENED.

IT'S THE BALL THING YOU HAVE IN WASHING MACHINES.

- HOW MANY BEDROOMS HAS IT GOT?
- FIVE.

I'M NOT AT LIBERTY TO DIVULGE THAT INFORMATION.

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

NOT IN THAT DRAWER.

LYNN? I'VE BEEN EATING A LOT OF TOBLERONE,

THE TRAIN FOR LOWESTOFT IS ON PLATFORM FOUR.

SO IF ANYONE WANTS TO LEAVE,
THEN NOW'S THE TIME.

- NEXT?
- 11.05, "FROM RUSSIA WITH LOVE".

182 DAYS IN A TRAVEL TAVERN!

AND SAY, "THAT IDIOT'S GOT A BABY "H".

MAKE IT AN HOUR. I WANT TO HAVE
A SHOWER BEFORE AND, IDEALLY, AFTERWARDS.

BRILLIANT. IT'S SUCH A PLEASURE
TO SHAKE YOUR HAND.

IT'D BE INTERESTING TO TALK TO YOU.
I'M THE PRODUCER AS WELL AS THE PRESENTER.

PURR-OPPING UP THE BAR IN HIS FICTIONAL "NIGHTCLUB".