Here we go, everyone. The eyes of the world are on London Town so any sort of problem just gets swept out of sight. Then are you suggesting the Queen does the housework? Every last morsel. That's it.
Screaming in horror, the Wire is transferred from the portable into a Betamax cassette the Doctor built with parts from the TV shop. Maybe Aunty Betty can go and see Gran later? And as for you Mr Connolly, only an idiot hangs the Union Flag upside down. It's all right.
Don't mind the wife, she rattles on a bit. Produced by Phil Collinson. I'm sorry? The Doctor manages to get hold of the portable television without being electrocuted.
Is this 1953? Oh, Mister Magpie? People telling you how to live. Time Crash.
I think she's hungry. That awful face. She can't go missing it. People who've changed. I love telly, don't you?
Give us a smile, then, eh?