A blind hedgehog being guided across a motorway by a nun with a wooden leg.
Noel Edmunds moving into the flat next door.
Opening a packet of Garibaldi’s only to …

‘Never smile at a crocodile’ so the old song advises.
I think that’s a smidge harsh, wouldn’t you say?
Poor old Mr. Croc, there he is, sitting on his rock …

No, I haven’t done a whoopsie in my undercrackers.
Nor have I had all my muscles and bones replaced with those of my grandmother in some bizarre ‘pensioner body exchange …