- Tracey’s coming good
- Bah humbug Mr Carter!
- Jazzer’s Christmas ditty
- Not a happy day for the Grundy turkeys
- The Buttons’ music is very “evocative”
- Why so confident about Virgil?
- Not a happy day for the Grundy turkeys
- Christmas without Ivy
Tracey’s coming good
[Susan] “Tracey’s going to get a list of jobs. And she’ll have to do them. It’s a three line whip”
Tough talk from Clarrie, but it does also seem that Tracey’s has been being more helpful. She’s been helping their dad and Gary to get a bit more sorted.
Which is taking a lot of strain off of Susan.
But, Susan think it’s time yet to mention Tracey moving in with their dad and Gary. Though Neil is obviously very keen to see her gone.
Bah humbug Mr Carter!
[Jazzer] “I like the wee Santa on your back windae … (to which Neil groans at) … you’re an auld scrooge, Neil Carter!”
Jazzer’s Christmas ditty
To be sung as part of Christmas around the World.
[Jazzer] “It’s a morality song, in a manner o speaking”
He’s practising in front of Lynda and Vicky, on the recently staged stage.
[Jazzer] “Awesome stage set ladies. I’ll definitely wear my kilt!”
Seems Patrick Hennessey will be doing the piano again. Don’t think we’ve heard from him since the Panto last year.
And they’re also filming all of the rehearsals.
[Jazzer] “You’re no gonnae put it on the web?”
Seems not. It’s just for Lynda and Vicky to watch back to give detailed feedback.
[Jazzer] “I’m used to feedback, though it’s never useful, and they don’t usually wait til I’ve finished”
Jazzer starts singing, but gets a choked throat.
[Jazzer] “Sorry ladies, I need some water”
[Lynda] “What you need is fewer cigarettes …”
When Jazzer does get started, this is what he sings (in his surprisingly fine voice):
[Jazzer] “I woke up with an aching head, as usual
I can’t remember going to bed, as usual
Oh my stomach is feeling awfully queer
(Vicky and Lynda – “oh dear”)
I’ve got a thunder storm in my left ear
(more audible grumbling from Lynda and Vicky)
It must have been that shires beer, as usual”
[Lynda] “I’m sorry Jazzer, there’s no way you can perform that one … it’s quite inappropriate, that’s why not. What do you think Vicky?”
Vicky concurs.
[Jazzer] “What’s wrang wae it?”
[Vicky] “I’m not saying it’s not funny in its way, it’s just not right for our show”
[Lynda] “Exactly, we are a family show, a celebration of life”
[Jazzer] “So’s ma song, the guy’s woke up and he’s glad to be alive”
[Vicky] “He’s lucky to be alive, the amount he’s been drinking!”
[Jazzer] “There you are then, a celebration!”
[Vicky] “What we want is a nice cheerful number, something Christmassy”
[Jazzer] “Well there’s home and horizontal, that’s popular where I came fae … I’m sorry to disappoint you ladies but in my family we’re not all that interested in the White heather Club”
[Lynda, spitting with anger] “Oh Pity!”
[Jazzer] “So if you think I’m gonnae stan there signing Donald Whur’s your Troosers, you’ve got another think coming!”
Brick wall then.
Surely Jazzer could do the usual Auld Lang Syne? Would be good to hear it with the ‘Auld’ rather than the ‘Old’ …
(sorry to be pedantic, but that it’s annoying that folks choose what to and what to not translate. Leave it be and as it should be!)
The Buttons’ music is very “evocative”
Still not sure the coconut dance is suitable for two wee girls to be doing …
Why so confident about Virgil?
Seems Jim isn’t having to rehearse his reading from Virgil.
Lynda is just that confident that he’ll be fine.
What’s she up to? Not like Lynda to let anyone else have control …
Not a happy day for the Grundy turkeys
They’re being killed and plucked ready for Christmas day.
Sounds like Ed was the killer, with Clarrie plucking and preparing in their kitchen. Susan drops round for a cup of tea:
[Clarrie] “It’s nice to have some company, As long as you’ve got a strong stomach!”
Clarrie and Susan have a natter about Christmas, and also that a New Year will follow shortly (as per!).
Neither will be un happy to send to end of 2011. Clarrie lost her job, and reckons she’ll never get another.
[Clarrie] “Anyway, couldn’t have got off to a worse start could it with what happened to poor Nigel Pargetter”
(I suppose we can expect a lot more Nigel memories heading into the start of 2012)
And of course, Susan lost her mum. She’s especially feeling it now. She has memories of Ivy in her pinny slaving away. Clarrie agrees that Ivy was a grafter.
[Susan, sadly) “And she got little enough back for it in her lifetime”
Susan reckons it’s now down to Tracey and herself to fill the gap that Ivy has left. Which is a lot, considering Gary and their dad (and the rest of the clan) are useless.
[Susan] “It keeps me busy. Otherwise I’d just sit down and cry”
But it’s not all been a bad year for Susan and Clarrie. Little Keira was born.
Christmas without Ivy
Susan and Tracey had been round at her dad and Gary’s putting up Christmas decorations.
[Susan] “By the time we’d left, even dad had noticed!”
She’d also been opening the Christmas cards (as Bert doesn’t seem to bother)
There was one from a Ken and Mavis Buller, who neither Susan nor Neil seem to know. They out it to Ivy and Bert, and hope to see them soon. So, Susan will have to break the news to them. Whoever they are.
It reminds Susan even more that her mum is missed.
[Susan] “Oh when I think back to Christmases when I was little there was always a lot of shouting and scraping, that’s what my lot were like, and in the middle of it, there was my mum, trying to keep everyone happy making it all work”
[Neil] “She was lovely”
[Susan] “Didn’t matter how bad things were, if dad was out of work again, she always saw to it that Clive got his electric cars and I got my Bay City Rollers stuff, I dunno how she managed it, but she did”
[Neil] “Salt of the earth, your mum”
[Susan] “She was Neil. That’s why we have to ensure that everyone has a good time. Think we can”
[Neil] “I’m sure we can. We’ll do it for your mum”
Even I’ll excuse Susan if she’s a tad overzealous this Christmas time.
She misses her mum.
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