LET MYSELF IN. NEEDED THE TOILET.

- SHE'S SHACKED UP WITH MY BROTHER.
- OH, RIGHT.

THEY WERE DEVELOPED IN THE LATE '60S, EARLY '70S,

TO PUT THAT IN PERSPECTIVE,
IT'S 11 TIMES THE POPULATION OF HEMSBY.

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

TONIGHT, WE'RE THINK-ABOUTING

THE STAFF ARE POLITE, BUT THEIR SMILES ARE...

TEETH OF GOLD AS WELL!

I LIKE DAVID COPPERFIELD AS WELL.
NOT AS MUCH AS YOU.

- YES, I AM.
- I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

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

I LIKE "GOLDFINGER". THAT BIT
WHERE THE LASER BEAM'S GOING UP HIS JAFFAS.

AND THEN MAKE A PROGRAMME ABOUT IT.

I'M HAVING THE BEST TIME SINCE SLICED BREAD.

I TAPED THAT DOCUMENTARY FOR YOU.
"THE WORLD'S WORST STORMS."

THAT IS THE STORY.

YES! THEN I WENT TO CARAVAN
AND CHUCKED OUT THE TAX WOMAN.

THANK YOU, PETER BAXENDALE THOMAS.