WHY NOT HAVE ME CHASED DOWN THE STREET
BY A HELICOPTER IN WET UNDERPANTS?

I'M GOING TO GET A SPOT OF BREAKFAST.

JUST GO AND SAY, "NO, I DON'T PAY. TAX IS RUBBISH."

OK GO ON, THEN,

THIS IS RADIO NORWICH.

SHE'S NOT MY WIFE! I HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS.

GOING TO HAVE TO INTERRUPT YOU, STEPHEN,
IT'S TIME NOW FOR ALAN'S "FACT OF THE DAY".

- NOT EVEN IF SHE WAS A BADGER.
- YOU HAVE TO CONTROL THEM. THEY'VE GOT TB.

TO PUT IN LATER.

AAGH!

- I'LL BE OFF, THEN.
- ONE MORE THING. HA!

ALL PART OF THE BEREAVEMENT DIVIDEND.

(BUZZING GARGLE)

BIT OF A MAVERICK, NOT AFRAID
TO BREAK THE LAW IF HE THINKS IT'S NECESSARY.

I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TALK. I'D JUST GO UH-UH.

- THAT'S DAFT. A GOOD ENGLISH BREAKFAST.
- IS SHE STILL MAKING IT TOO BUNCHED UP?

- IT'S PIET MORANT FROM DANTE FIRES.
- HE CAN'T SEE ME.

- MORNING, EVERYONE. MORNING, JILL.
- THANKS FOR THE CHOCOLATE ORANGE, ALAN.