HE'S GOT THE BIGGEST COLLECTION
OF HATCHBACKS IN THE COUNTY.

NOT MY WORDS, CAROL,
THE WORDS OF "TOP GEAR" MAGAZINE.

THE QUEEN IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KINGS' SINGERS.

- HE'D HAVE BEEN 41 NEXT MONTH.
- OH, GOD.

JUST TO REASSURE YOU,
THE QUEEN IS NOT DEAD.

- I'M ONE OF THE BIG BOYS NOW.
- WHAT, A PREFECT?

- ISN'T THAT "THUNDERBALL"?
- NO! STOP GETTING BOND WRONG!

RIGHT, RIGHT.

- BUT I WOULDN'T BREAK INTO ANOTHER PACKET.
- RIGHT.

THAT SOUNDS GREAT FUN.
WHERE DO YOU GET THOSE, A TOY SHOP?

I MANAGED TO NEGOTIATE
A WALNUT GEAR KNOB FOR YOUR SMALLER ROVER.

SPECIFICALLY TOBLERONE.

I'VE GOT CHEESE! THIS IS CHEESE!

THEY START OFF THE SIZE OF MINI FRISBEES,
AND THEY END UP LIKE ACTUAL-SIZE PARACETAMOL.

AND THEN THE MAN JUST WENT!

9 A.M., "DOCTOR NO". BREAK FOR A PEE.

THAT'S ONE OF THOSE '80S ONES.
BLACK GRANITE. IT'S A WASTE, REALLY.

THAT'S SOMETHING ELSE. IT FELL THROUGH.