Brenda: Oh, hi Lilian! Gosh, it’s been a while.
[Looks over Justin]
No, I think I’ll let you keep this one.
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Brian: tell you what, Eddie, we’ve got a vacancy for a comic yokel to freeze to death at the gates of Ambridge Manor.
Brian: I’m sorry, Eddie, I know it’s an Ambridge tradition, but we decided to have no salmonella with our turkey this year.
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It would be immeasurably better wiv an Sparrer as script editor. Make it so.
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Rex: of course I love you. As a fri—
Kirsty: (launches herself at Rex)
Grams: splosh!
Kirsty: stop treading water!
Grams: glub glub
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Joy: you must think I’m an interfering old woman…
Rex: no, I just think you’re living up to your name by sucking the joy from everyone you meet.
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Scarlett: “He doesn’t like our downstairs neighbour who keeps reporting him.”
Harrison: “Hang on, the shout said the report came from the lady in the top flat.”
Scarlett: “That was before he threw her out of the window.”
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Inspector Norris: “…and we’re going to send you to Yorkshire. You’ll need these dozen red roses and this t-shirt reading LANCASTER FOR ALL THE CUPS.”
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Miranda: “You could try out bridge at the open session next Wednesday.”
Brian: “No, I’ve got a six-hour Twilight Imperium game scheduled that evening.”
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Brian: “Well, I know we did jolly badly at the last Bridge session, but I’ve been watching some videos. Shall we make it more interesting, say a tenner a point?”
Rochelle: “I worked catering on a luxury train, and the views were amazing!”
Rex: “Post Office Underground Railway?”
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Joy: Rochelle’s more vulnerable than she seems.
Mick: She seems immune to ordinary poison,
And the bombazine she wears is dagger-proof.
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Fabulous word, Bombazine
Just sayin’…
Carinthia. xx
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