We’d like to run up a £20 billion black hole
‘We’d like to run up a £20 billion black hole.’

‘We’d like to run up a £20 billion black hole.’
‘I’m confused – is this a Tory doom and gloom or Labour doom and gloom?’
‘But guys, I didn’t mean being this unpopular.’
‘You know I hate public displays of affection when I don’t have my phone ready.’
‘Baker Street... what are the schools like?’
‘You can always spot the pushy parents.’
‘We’ll use the money we saved taking him out of private school to pay the fines for taking him out of state school.’
‘This is Ms Trellis, our drama teacher.’
‘But the school will fine us if we take the kids away during term time.’
‘Well, I enjoyed your first day back at school, dear…’
‘A is for anxiety, B is for borderline personality disorder, C is for cognitive behaviour therapy…’
‘I’d pay £500 to never hear another word about the Oasis reunion.’
‘Wing of bat, eye of newt, Heinz spaghetti carbonara…’
‘Who’d like to go first?’
‘Oh dear. I was hoping our fuel allowance would pay for our Oasis tickets.’