Lynn, I was at a friend's house the other night. I was trying to make a phonecall, I thought there was something wrong with the phone. I'd been hitting 9, Lynn! I felt like a ruddy idiot! I just left, I couldn't stay there after that
I'm going nowhere, Lynn. quite literally, I'm on the ring road, third time round. I've just been into B&Q for a bag of tungsten-tipped screws. never gonna use em, never gonna use em
If it wasn't for the telescopic dampers on all four corners of the caravan, that place would have been wobbling like a very rude house! .................. I say telescopic dampers I mean rigid stays.
Alan Partridge: 'Sunday Bloody Sunday'. What a great song. It really encapsulates the frustration of a Sunday, doesn't it? You wake up in the morning, you've got to read all the Sunday papers, the kids are running round, you've got to mow the lawn, wash the car, and you think "Sunday, bloody Sunday!". Aidan Walsh: I really hate to do this to you, Alan, but it's actually a song about... Paul Tool: Yeah, bloody Sunday is actually about a massacre in Derry in 1972. Alan Partridge: A massacre? Ugh. I'm not playing that again.
While hosting his radio slot "Alan's Deep Bath" : "We're down to the final lather...just relax...there's a foamy bit on your shoulder - let's make it even more frothy with a squirt of light lemon liquid. Don't you feel good....careful not to fall asleep and slip under, there's some terrible statistics about that."
Alan:Hello, Lynn, message from Alan. Idea for a television programme based on Michael Palin’s ‘Pole To Pole’. Except I circumnavigate the globe only driving through countries where they drive on the left.And I do it in a lovely old Bullnose Morris. We could call it ‘Around The World With Alan Partridge In A Bullnose On The Left’. Oh, I’m sorry, Lynn. I think that is possibly the worst idea I have ever had. I’m going nowhere, Lynn. Quite literally, I’m on the ring road. Third time round. I’ve just been into B&Q for a bag of tungsten-tipped screws. Never gonna use ‘em. Never gonna use ‘em. Meet me in the car park in half an hour, Lynn.
After it is explained to Alan why jockeys are short in stature: ‘I see! That's why you never see people like Brian Blessed riding horses, it makes sense.’
Sonia: Alan, I buy you another present. Alan: What? Sonia: It's a London....love taxi Alan: Ahhh Sonia: I have put my heart in back of taxi, and told driver to go to you. Alan: Ahhh, don't know what you're talking about.
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* lol - can't say the S word or the H word on here - word censor gets them both lol :-D
Ben: Whose Wings
Alan: They're only the band the Beatles could've been!
"bloody blokes!"
Aidan Walsh: I really hate to do this to you, Alan, but it's actually a song about...
Paul Tool: Yeah, bloody Sunday is actually about a massacre in Derry in 1972.
Alan Partridge: A massacre? Ugh. I'm not playing that again.
Nice chest.... but full of wires.
If Jed and I are in the room at the same time I tend to do this... Just sort of lean on the wall
I’m going nowhere, Lynn. Quite literally, I’m on the ring road. Third time round. I’ve just been into B&Q for a bag of tungsten-tipped screws. Never gonna use ‘em. Never gonna use ‘em. Meet me in the car park in half an hour, Lynn.
Alan: What?
Sonia: It's a London....love taxi
Alan: Ahhh
Sonia: I have put my heart in back of taxi, and told driver to go to you.
Alan: Ahhh, don't know what you're talking about.