- Inflorescence B. Afghan
- Petards Q. Blinkers
- Foobar Economides
- Hillock H. Fossilized
- Hotel K. Primate
- Networked T. Crowley
- Jitterbug I. Catastrophes
- Pragmatism O. Playhouses
Me, I’m looking forward to getting spam from Collately Sisters with the international finance arse and Peter O’Hanraha-hanrahan on new Euro-quota rates.
Oh look, I’ve found some war:
MORRIS: Back live now, progress on The Day Today smart bomb – Jonathan! Get rid of Hurd! Thanks!
(Hurd vanishes from a monitor, replaced by a bomb’s eye view of the war zone.)
MAN WITH GLASSES: Well, Chris, as you can see there’s the missile, cruising at around 2000 per second trying to locate the target the soldier it’s aimed at – there’s the soldier, it goes in through the mouth, down through the oesophagus, into the stomach and there’s the explosion. (The camera enters the gob of a surprised trooper before the picture turns to static)
MORRIS: Absolutely bang! That’s The Day Today bringing you another tear on the face of the world’s mother! Alan! Sport!