Alan loves urban planning. Remember the scene where he was able to "keep the wolf from the door" while being fellated, by discussing proposals to pedestrianize Norwich town centre and improve whe-e-e-e-lchair access.

Ruddy hell, it's Soft Cell.

Alan Partridge was never *just* a sports reporter. He redefined sports reporting.

What he said. You can't get more mundane than North Norfolk Digital as a setting. I love that it's not even Norfolk Digital - it's not even regional radio, it's sub-regional radio. How far down the ladder Alan has fallen since his BBC days but he is not in any way discouraged and celebrates every tiny win he has. To…

I'm afraid we have to have him on… he's paid his registration fee, that's democracy.

Going to see Tim Key in two weeks, basically on the strength of this movie.

I love how Alan's favourite Beatles album is "Best of the Beatles".
Then I looked it up and found that "Best of the Beatles" was not even a Beatles album; it was a solo album by Pete Best after he'd left the Beatles.
Genius.

"I've never been to Ireland, I'd love to go."
"Yeah people say that, but it's only an hour's flight away."
"Yeah, I think that's why I've never been."

He's got a foot like a traction engine!

Ignore him! Ignore him!

Everybody wants something, they'll take your money…

There is a Bubba Gump Shrimp on the Peak in Hong Kong. For tourists who love Hong Kong but hate Chinese food I guess.

I actually met Chris the producer in person. It was awkward. The relevant part of the conversation went:
"So you're THAT Chris?"
"Yes."
"I think I'm supposed to say…"
"Go ahead, everyone does."
"… fuck you, Chris. But I want you to know now that I've met you I actually feel bad about saying that."

You're terrible, Muriel.

I watched an episode on Youtube last night. The past is a different country - the final game was "Get a blank" and contestant and panellists alike were absolutely stumped. Surely today it would either be "Get a clue" or "Get a job" but in the 70s they must not have had those expressions. The panellist went for "Get…

The Australian version of this show, Blankety Blanks, was in the same vein, full of safari suits and innuendo that barely qualified as innuendo. There was a running joke that their manually operated answer board for the final round was operated by an unseen stage hand called Peter the Phantom Puller. "Pull it Peter!"

Ok, I'll bite: what are the cities that end in 'Z'?

Baldrick, you wouldn't know a cunning plan if it painted itself purple and danced on a harpsichord singing "Cunning plans are here again".

I hate faxes and have taken much pleasure in their disappearance. I could never work out whether you have to dial '0' or '9' to get out or some other thing. To hell with that.

Do the soles light up when you walk? Those ones are awesome.