Please don't hit me, I'm wearing glasses.

I'd just like to say to your readers that the person responsible is being

fast-tracked to the dole queue as fast as her kitten heels will carry her.

You need to leave your badge.

Security. Stick it.

Andrew, please don't take it like this, please.

We're going to sort this mess out. Andrew!

What is going on out there?

That was...

the person responsible.

Didn't you say something about kitten heels?

It's never a pretty business but he made mistakes.

And he had to go.

Ollie, perhaps you could show Marianne to the lifts.

Actually I thought I might take the stairs and see what else I can pick up on my way out.

Very funny.

Hi, Nicola.

Nicola, you all right?

Robyn, could you get me some tea?

Now.

Um...bad moment?

You sacked the wrong person.

They're all bad moments. Glenn, how is she?

She looks so glum.

She looks like I feel when I visit Sheffield.

The Guardian didn't like us going on the record to the Mail. I did try and spin it.

I got them to take "frowny" out.

No, you didn't, that is the second adjective.

Well, I did do something. Nicola Murray, looking glum and frowny, was overheard...

Glenn, mate. What would you do if you found that a dongle that everybody

thought was lost was right at the bottom of your second-best bag?

I don't think we'd want it back.

One of her gems is a plan to outlaw plastic toys.

Right now, Ollie, Nicola hates us.

If she knew we'd found it, she'd start laughing.

Hating is better then laughing. Trust me.