I Don't Know Any Londoners 'cos I'm

What I Mean Is, I Don't Know What I Mean.

Me In A One-man Tent Crouching Over Carrier Bag. It's Not Just The Lowest Point Of The Trip. It's The Lowest Point Ever. In 38 Years.

If Dracula Can’t See His Reflection, How Come His Parting’s Always Neat?

Apparently You're Not Allowed To Lick A Toad's Back.

I Came Face-to-face With A Gorilla Which Was Quite Good, But It Was A 10-hour Trek In Bad Weather, Up Hills, Covered In Mud, With Mosquitoes Everywhere And When We Got There The Gorilla's Just Sat There Doing Nowt.