"They're planning a new life in Hemel Hempstead."

Catching up again (part 12)

47/50

"This is life, not Peyton Place."

Catching up again (part 11)

46/50

"Listen, he is the enemy within! Within my cell, what is more."

Catching up again (part 10)

45/50

"Could be Elton John."

Catching up again (part 9)

44/50

"Bennies from heaven"

Catching up again (part 8)

43/50

"From Crusher With Love."

Catching up again (part 7)

42/50

"You're gonna die, Ives."

Catching up again (part 6)

41/50

"Maybe they're force-feeding him with your tapioca pudding."

Catching up again (part 5)

40/50

"That lazy anarchist nerk? What a bunch! A seven-stone weakling and the King of the Huddersfield Hippies."

Catching up again (part 4)

39/50

"Leave off, Fletch, he's serious."

Catching up again (part 3)

38/50

"What, with THESE feet?!"

Catching up again (part 2)

37/50

"You remind me of my Auntie Pauline."

Catching up again (part 1)

36/50

"Joan Bakewell and Janet Street-Porter . . ."

(Darts) Legs 11.

I'm still as inconsistent as fuck but the 180s are still arriving here and there. I didn't hit my 11th 180 last year until August. It can't just be the new darts, can it?

Oh, and Joan Bakewell and Janet Street-Porter? It's a reference to Rita Hayworth. I'm sure that clears that up.

11/50