Last week we were forced to move out of our spiritual home causing considerable anger amongst fans.

It's not the same they said, the smells and sounds are all different they complain, but fear not the plumber has packed away his tools.

The electrician has finally left the premises and we're back in the kitchen. Behind closed doors is behind the right closed doors and Danny has feasted on his match day food.

No man that was beautiful, I don't want to be laboured and people think it's all too cute for words but man this kid couldn't cook.

Here you can cook and the authentic sound of your extractor fan in the background I hope doesn't detract.

It's all of the attention away from people.

The proof of the pudding is in the extractor fan.

It has a, so you got your liver will went down at the weekend.

Yeah they did. I, you know I'm going to say.

I don't think they ever try and met odd.

What'd you mean?

Let me take nothing away from whatford. I'll put that another way.

Let's take everything away from whatford.

Well I, you know, footballs you've got to, like any other business, as to keep the profile up.

I don't have to delete Cup, which was like a banquet of rice paper.

You know it's not going to give me a starving dog or rather bone.

I forgot about it two seconds afterwards.

Then livable, you know, I think what the title's done undisturbed in there may be like in soap operas.

Let's kill off one of the characters.

So this is one of your conspiracy theories.

No, no, just pure truth.

I'm looking, I'm thinking really?

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