In ten years time, Cotton & Fiz will still be there - a crowbar couldn't prise those two charlatans away from the gravy train.
Elsewhere on the street, Curly Simon will be telling his employer that he "hates him" after learning that annual leave for July is already fully booked, before sobbing uncontrollably into the midriff of the nearest co-worker.
Quite where he learned such self-entitled traits continues to be a mystery.
Meanwhile, Eccles will be on her third sordid affair - whilst poor, put-upon, round-shouldered Anna will now be so hunched, she actually resembles a sphere.