I'M SHIT-CHATTING. SORRY, CHIT-SHATTING.

COULD BE BRIAN MAY.

ONLY DRIVING THROUGH COUNTRIES
WHERE THEY DRIVE ON THE LEFT,

- WHO'S HE?
- NIRVANA. BLEW HIS HEAD OFF?

ALAN'S FUNNY STORIES!

WOULD IT BE RUDE TO STOP LISTENING
TO YOU AND SPEAK TO SOMEBODY ELSE?

- THANK GOD FOR THAT.
- AYE AYE.

IT WAS INOPERABLE. I WONDER IF I CAN WALK LIKE THIS.

IF THIS JOB COMES OFF, AS REGARDS DECISION-MAKING,
WE'LL BE IN A "CAN-DO, GO" SITUATION.

- SHOW LYNN.
- OH, YEAH.

THAT'S SUCH A POINTLESS DEATH.

- NO. SPEAKER SYSTEM.
- SORRY.

SWEATY RAPHAEL WE USED TO CALL HIM.
GREAT BIG STAINS UNDER HIS ARMPITS.

THIS IS RADIO NORWICH,

I MEAN, I OFTEN LOOK AT THIS
IN THE MORNING AND THINK...

SO ANY FANATICS WOULD BE PUT OFF AITOGETHER

# AND PARTS OF ANCOATS WHERE I USED TO PLAY

# HE'S THE MAN