[Slater is in no condition to go to work or do anything much at all. Returning to himself, he was left with a vague feeling of Del Boy's feelings and as odd as that would be in of itself, what Del had been feeling made him feel even worse ( Read more... )

Dear To Slater. Roy.

Roy.

It's Del Boy. All right?

Look. Let's level here. You're not all right. You're dead. ( Awkward time... )

Right then. [There's a big old pause here because a) while that sounded firm, Slater's no clue where he is and b) he's not entirely sure this thing can hear him and he's not just talking to a telly. He's revealing his nervousness by rolling a metal slinky back and forth in his hands.] Yeah. Uh. Where am I and... well this ain't home. Not even ( Read more... )

[Sigh] Go on then.

All right! Bloody 'ell!

Here's my sodding Christmas list!

Get Rose a tin of Roses with the price sticker from her local shop still on it. Tag reads: Ta for the help Love ( Read more... )