Episode 15
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum ...
Susan: I’m getting fed up with all these extra shifts in the dairy, Clarrie. I’m hardly ever in the shop these days and got no idea what’s going on in the village. That Philip Moss could have turned into a slave master for all I know.
Clarrie: No need to get ‘ysterical, Susan, who could believe anythin’ like that ? E’s a lovely man.
Susan: Well, stranger things have happened. Who would have thought that Nigel Pargetter would fall off his roof. Or that Joy woman would come and live here. Never stops gabbing.
Clarrie: Oi don’t mind bein’ exploited by the capitalist oppressor jest now. Oi’m that fed up wi’ Eddie and them damned ferrets. God forgive me but Oi wish they’d died wi’ Joe.
Susan: What’s Eddie done now ?
Clarrie: Well e’s keepin’ a ferret down each trouser leg (to keep ‘em warm ‘e sez) and you wouldn’t believe wot goes on at bedtime.
Susan: Ooh, Clarrie. Tell me what happens. I won’t tell a soul, honest.
Clarrie: Well, once the light goes out and Eddie puts ‘is ‘and on me ...
Pat: (shouts) Get on with your work you lazy bitches ! I can get cheaper Labour from Philip !
Susan: (whispers). See, I told you, Clarrie. Expect the unexpected.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum
(Ed. Ain’t that the truth.)
Susan: I’m getting fed up with all these extra shifts in the dairy, Clarrie. I’m hardly ever in the shop these days and got no idea what’s going on in the village. That Philip Moss could have turned into a slave master for all I know.
Clarrie: No need to get ‘ysterical, Susan, who could believe anythin’ like that ? E’s a lovely man.
Susan: Well, stranger things have happened. Who would have thought that Nigel Pargetter would fall off his roof. Or that Joy woman would come and live here. Never stops gabbing.
Clarrie: Oi don’t mind bein’ exploited by the capitalist oppressor jest now. Oi’m that fed up wi’ Eddie and them damned ferrets. God forgive me but Oi wish they’d died wi’ Joe.
Susan: What’s Eddie done now ?
Clarrie: Well e’s keepin’ a ferret down each trouser leg (to keep ‘em warm ‘e sez) and you wouldn’t believe wot goes on at bedtime.
Susan: Ooh, Clarrie. Tell me what happens. I won’t tell a soul, honest.
Clarrie: Well, once the light goes out and Eddie puts ‘is ‘and on me ...
Pat: (shouts) Get on with your work you lazy bitches ! I can get cheaper Labour from Philip !
Susan: (whispers). See, I told you, Clarrie. Expect the unexpected.
🎼. Dum ti dum ti dum ti dum
(Ed. Ain’t that the truth.)
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