YET AS I WADDLED TO THE TOILET,
I FELT STRANGELY OPTIMISTIC.

WHAT? YOU SAID WE COULD GO OUT TO SEA.

OH, WAIT, YEAH,
THAT DOES SOUND FAMILIAR.

AND SIMON DIDN'T KNOW WHETHER TO COME
IN HIS PANTS OR TEXT HIS FRIENDS.

LISTEN,
I'VE GOT TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.

AM I REALLY THAT BOTHERED?

YOU'VE DONE WELL. FOR A GEEK.

OK, IT SAYS HERE THAT SUTHERLAND
IS EXPECTED AT THE NEWSPAPER.

SAY GOOD NIGHT TO SIMON, TARA.

- HE MIGHT BE A MASSIVE TWAT.
- HE'S THE FRENCH VERSION OF YOU!

ON SUNDAY,
ME AND SARAH WENT UP TO LONDON,

- A GIRL I MET IN AUSTRALIA.
- AUSTRALIA?

SHOULDN'T WE REPORT HIM?

OH, FUCK! FUCK IT!

- RIGHT, GOOD IDEA.
- IS IT?!

HANG OUT WITH THEIR FRIENDS,

I KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT, WILL.

I NEED ONE NOW, TOO. WHAT ABOUT
THAT SERVICE STATION WE'VE PAST?

NOTHING. YOU'RE WHAT THEY CALL
A SANCTIMONIOUS PRICK.

SOMETHING MUST HAVE STARTED HIM OFF.

WE ONLY MET THE OTHER DAY.

THIS IS REALLY DELICIOUS,
MRS CARTWRIGHT.

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.

- ME AND NEIL CAN COME WITH YOU TO HELP OUT.
- THAT'S GOING TO LOOK WEIRD.