Colin Sykes didn't know who I was.

I don't know who Colin Sykes is. There you go. Swings and roundabouts.

Who am I? Well, we'll find out tomorrow, won't we?

Reshuffle. Excellent. You win a year's supply of condoms. Which in your case is four.

Anything? Fattie's just been in.

You know, he just managed to squeeze past the policeman.

If you were promoted, good for you.

If it was a relegation, hard cheese.

If he dumps me, I'm going to find that wife of his

and click her right through the fucking head. Yeah. PHONE RINGS

How d'you like this jib, darling? Bang! That noise is the phone.

I know, I know. I'm in denial.