Andrew Marshall

Being on BBC2 Alexei Sayle's Stuff is more cerebral or something. It is intellectual yet bonkers, like a fast journey down a stream of consciousness on a rubber duck.

A fascinatingly recurrent phenomenon, newspaper proprietors: when you think they are extinct they appear again like Gorgosaurus with extra knobs on. The jolliest item of the weekend was the return of Hot Metal (LWT) by Marshall and Renwick.

That marvellous cast performs with the hectic embarrassment of those who can hardly believe the script that they've been given, their normal professional timing disappearing in their obvious doubt as to whether the lines are meant to be funny. And well might they wonder.