Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

'Three days to organise, a lifetime to look back on from our cottage in Dorset.'
What... Why did you cough?
No, he asked if I fancied going kickboxing and I thought, why not?
He's right here. It's switchboard. Urgent call for you.
Of course. Soph, are you OK?
'All I need is some beef jerky and somewhere to spit.
Nice to see you, mate. Fantastic trainers.
Go on. You can tell me.
You can't broom him. He's my mate. He's a solid gold mate.
There's something I need to tell you, something I think I should tell you.
'Blood boiling, anger rising up, ready to explode...
'She bought it. "Ooh, I'm so scared."'
I mean, I might try some of my moves.
'Time to cut out the middleman.'
or just head back to ours or Sophie's?
What sort of things?
I was gonna twat this geezer and it turns out they're both Polish.
like a bloody horrible pancake.
Right. Sorry. 'I think I've got a pretty good hand.
Yeah. Jeff's a really good guy.
'Shit, I'm making too many notes! Just imbibe the culture.
No, much better than that. But I can't tell you.
Right.
Jeff, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean...
It was a long way down. Most people would be scared to even go up there.
and give a nasty, unglamorous illness a kick in the pants at the same time.
Why the sudden urge to join the pool league?
Oh, hi, Jeff. You remember Jeremy.
You’re going to twat a geezer?
Let me in, Jez, please!