AT THE END OF THE WEEK
I'M MEETING TONY HAYERS AT THE BBC.

GOOD EVENING.

- I'VE GOT WOOD THERE.
- THAT'S MDF. OH, YOU'RE MAKING A JOKE.

- BOLLOCKS! YOU DON'T KNOW BONO.
- I DO KNOW BONO.

SHITTY ZOMBIES!

NO, BUT THERE IS A BIT
OF SUPERFICIAL DAMAGE TO THE BOX.

- DID HE LEAVE A FIRST NAME?
- NO.

I'VE CALMED DOWN NOW.

- YUP.
- SEE MY BROTHER.

IF YOU TRIED TO HANG A HAWK,
THEY COULD ALWAYS HOVER SO THE ROPE WENT SLACK.

IF YOU HAVE, PLEASE TAKE THE REST OF THE DAY OFF.

I'D LIKE THAT, THOUGH.

THOSE SCOTCH EGGS WE HAD
AT THE PETROL STATION LAST NIGHT.

HE'D NEVER GET TO THE PODIUM
WITH THOSE LONG SHOES ON.

THE ANSWER IS "THE CHINESE WAY" AND LEVEL 42.

- YOU DIDN'T HAVE A BREAKDOWN.
- I KNOW.

HELLO, MR PARTRIDGE.

A FRIED BREAKFAST MAKES AN EXCELLENT APHRODISIAC.
EXCUSE ME.