Don: How's your lass Baz? Barry: She's not bad, she's gone shopping in Leeds today, she best be back early enough to cook my dinner. Don: Yes I know the feeling, our lass has been getting behind on the washing and ironing. I keep tellin' her but she doesn't listen. Barry: Yes you told me about that last time. Where's all the chairs gone out of the board room? Don: Well, we only need two, there still at my sister's we needed some extras for Christmas day, we put them round a couple of treatment tables. It worked really well. Barry: No problem, no-one will notice, I took two fridges and a tele out of the Ponte end about four years ago and no-ones noticed. Don: Well I did notice and I'd prefer it if you only stole stuff from Lindley's so the fridges are fine but there's another 50 years left in those tele's. Got them for a bargain when Radio Rental's shut down. Barry: Sorry Don, do you want a drink? Don: Yes there's some Magners in the fridge and I turned the ice machine on this morning so there should be some next door. I'll have a Bells chaser as well. Barry: Okie Dokie, do you mind if I smoke in here? Don: No, go ahead. There was something else I was meaning to talk to you about but can't remember what it was? Err? Barry: Spit it out Don lad. Don: Err...it'll come to me. Barry: Is it about New Year's Eve? Don: No, err, oh got it - what are we doing about Keith Hill? Apparently we lost again today. Barry: Get shut. Don: Agreed. Barry: Right I'm gonna get off, see you at Hickleton in the morning. Don: I thought we were playing Sandhill? Barry: It's a sh!thole. Don: Whatever then see you at Hickies. Barry: OK see ya, don't forget to turn the lights off.