Twelve days and nights he rode. Through rain and storm. Through wind and snow beyond the enchanted waterfall, through the elfin glades until he reached his goal. He had found the rich and pleasant land beyond the mountains, the land where golden streams sang their way through fresh green meadows. Where there were halls and palaces, an excellent swimming pool and one of the most attractive bonus incentive schemes for industrial development in the city. Only fifteen miles from excellent Thames-side docking facilities and within easy reach of the proposed M25. Here it was that Erik Njorl, son of Frothgar, met the mayor. Mr. Arthur Huddinut, a local solicitor.
Aren’t you going to say ‘What’s all this then’?
Burma
Well, speaking as conservative candidate I just drone on and on and on and on, never letting anyone else get a word in edgewise until I start foaming at the mouth and falling over backwards.
I’d like to have an argument please.
I want to be a woman. From now on I want you all to call me Loretta.
I’ve seen them at the zoo.
When I was a kid I used to hate the sight of hair being cut. My mother said I was a fool. She said the only cure for it was to become a barber.
Bismarck? Of course I’m not calling it after Bismarck. It’s a zeppelin. It’s nothing to do with bloody Bismarck!
I didn’t know that when I signed the form.
And on the road too, vicious gangs of keep left signs.
And number three. The other foot.
Excuse me, sir, but before I go, I ought to have told you that Mr. Verity does tend to exaggerate. Every figure he gives you will be ten times too high.
Well, I could stay a little longer.
It’s only a model.
You’re right. This isn’t a lifeboat at all.
Lancelot! Lancelot!
Now, many of the medical profession are skeptical about my work. They point to my record of treatment of athlete’s foot sufferers - eighty-four dead, sixty-five severely wounded and twelve missing believed cured.
But first, will you please, please welcome - a block of wood.
I cut down trees