JUST A FEW THINGS, ALAN.
WE'VE HAD A CALL FROM NORWICH RADIO.

CALM DOWN, LYNN!
YOU'RE SUFFERING FROM MINOR WOMEN'S WHIPLASH.

AND DON'T TRY TO HOVER UP SO THAT THE ROPE
GOES SLACK. THEY COULD DO THAT, COULDN'T THEY?

WE CAN'T CELEBRATE WITH THE SPICE GIRLS,

DO YOU WANT A LIFT TO THE CAB RANK?

GLORY BE!

- WHAT'S HE DOING HERE?
- YOU SAID INVITE A GUEST.

BECAUSE GIN AND TONIC AND BAILEYS
ARE LIKE A LADY'S DRINK, LAGER'S A BOYS' DRINK?

THAT'S YOU AS WELL.
SHOOT ME NOW WITH A MASSIVE GUN!

YOU'RE HANGING AROUND WITH A MAN
WHO USES A COLLECTIVE TERM FOR A SINGLE VEHICLE.

WE HAD SOME GOOD TIMES ON THE BANQUETTE.

SOME OF THESE PEOPLE HAVE COME FROM STOKE.

YOU SUBSTITUTE "D" FOR "T"
WHEN YOU'RE BROADCASTING.

- SHE'S A GOOD COOK.
- SHE DOES A FANTASTIC ENGLISH BREAKFAST.

- I GOT IT IN A CHARITY SHOP CALLED SCOPE.
- SCOPE?

GADZOOKS! IT'S THE NOBLE
SIR DAVID CLIFTON OF RADIOSHIRE.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE MAN WHO CAME UP
TO ASK FOR MY AUTOGRAPH?

IT'S TERRIBLE YOU HAVE TO FILL IT
WITH SWEARING ON YOUR SHOW.