Money is about a fat dumb bloke who hits Manhattan like a steam train - and Christ, does it hit back.

The fat bloke bent down and pulled me up after him.

I look around and there, sure enough, is a big fat bloke wearing his apron.

Ask the fat bloke at the wheel to take his shirt off then.

Just this fat bloke going on about how much he doesn't know.

Did that fat bloke get knocked out?

It about a fat American bloke eating stupid things.

A fat bloke was he?

He became a familiar figure to screen audiences, usually playing the "posh fat bloke", usually gruff and invariably wearing a monocle.

There was a session down in your copse interrupted by someone - a fat bloke with a plummy voice was how Neville described him.