MMMM.

BY THE QUICK FEET
OF BLOUSE-WEARING TYCOON MICHAEL FLATLEY.

WELL, THAT'S THE SMALL TALK.
NOW LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.

I MEAN, HOW ARE YOU COPING?

- NO, SHE'S NOT. SHE'S FIFTY.
- SO'S HELEN MIRREN.

IT WAS A JOKE, RIGHT? IT'S BACKFIRED.

AND IT'S SIGNED BY BONO.

- UNLEADED.
- MINE'S DIESEL.

LITTLE CHEF.

- REMEMBER TO TAKE THE FOIL OFF FIRST.
- THAT'S JUST PIES.

YOU COULD HAVE BEEN THROWING UP
ALL NIGHT FOR ALL I KNOW,

- "ARM WRESTLING WITH CHAS AND DAVE."
- I DON'T THINK SO.

- ALL RIGHT, CHRIS!
- HELLO, ALAN. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D MOVED IN.

DIVESTED OF ALL THE TRAPPINGS
OF THE 20TH CENTURY

THAT WAS SWEATING LUNATIC IGGY POP,
PART OF OUR TUESDAY "PUNK PACK",

MAYBE YOU HAVE. IF YOU HAVEN'T, I APOLOGISE.

I'VE EATEN FOUR AND I'VE GOT TWO WHITE ONES LEFT,
I DON'T LIKE THEM AS MUCH,

I COULD STRAP SAUSAGES TO MY FINGERS.