Now, it's a fact well known to those who know it well that prophets of doom only attain popularity when they get the drinks in all around.

Oh dear,' said Eddie. 'We'd better hurry. Tinto, call me a cab.' All right,' said Tinto. 'You're a cab.

It was joy, joy, happy joy. Happy, happy joy. A big fat smiley sun rose above the rooftops and beamed down its blessings onto the borough known as Brentford.

Now, it's a fact well known to those who know it well that prophets of doom only attain popularity when they get the drinks in all around.

What is believed to be a fact is only a fact until another fact supersedes it. Science is only a fashion. Nothing more.

Have you ever head this theory about drinking yourself sober?' Eddie asked. 'It's a very popular theory. Amongst drunks, anyway.

Because I'm a special gatekeeper. I'm the head gatekeeper. Because, although, as you can see, I'm only a head, I'm also the gatekeeper. Which makes me the head gatekeeper. Which makes me very special, don't you agree?