The Archers Wednesday 21st November 2012
- Rhys and Fallon’s first date
- Rhys patronises Lynda
- Another disaster for Ed
- Caroline has to choose antiquarian books over tree dressing
- Lynda entices Jim into the Elizabethan Christmas Extravaganza
Rhys and Fallon’s first date
As Rhys leaves his shift at The Bull, he bumps into Fallon coming
back from Jaxx, ready to make herself pretty ahead of their date.
[Rhys] “I don’t know why.”[Fallon, sounding hurt] “Oh …”[Rhys] “You’re stunning as you are.”
(aw!)
They first go to the pictures, where Rhys offers to buy
Fallon a hot dog. Fallon reckons not, as she’s already eaten, but she does go
for some nachos (!).
[Rhys] “My body is a temple but it is sublet to a gang of students!”
The moving is a bad ‘un, but at least they both agree about
that. So, they go for a drink.
When they get back to Ambridge later on:
[Rhys] “To the door service. That’ll be £12 please!”[Fallon] “Best nice out since, well, the last time we went out.”
And, at last, the tip toeing is over:
[Rhys] “Oh for god sake …”
He kisses her. She kisses him back.
[Rhys] “Fallon, do you um, want to come back to mine?”[Fallon] “Yes. Yes I do. Very much.”
Oh ho!
That’s fast moving after such a slow, slow, slow start.
Rhys patronises Lynda
(without her even knowing)
Seems that when Lynda corners Rhys, his tactic is to:
[Rhys] “Just keep nodding and smiling. It’s what I do.”
Another disaster for Ed
As Ed takes the cluster off of the previously poorly cow,
everything falls silent in the diary.
Which isn’t good.
Dairies are supposed to have machinery type noises.
Later on, when Oliver calls round, seems the machinery has
been back on. Then off again.
Very unwillingly, Ed reckons he’ll have to call someone out
to have a look.
[Oliver] “I don’t think you’ve got much choice Ed.”
Oh dear. This sounds expensive.
Caroline has to choose antiquarian books over tree dressing
Rather than be able to make the Community Orchard meeting,
the highlight of which is the tress dressing, Caroline has to stay at Grey Gables
for the Borchester Antiquarian Book Society meeting.
That’s a real Sophie’s choice …
Maybe Caroline should have been there. Oliver decided to pay
for the Community Orchard event out of his own pocket.
Lynda is delighted with the event:
[Lynda] “I am pleased to see these ancient customs being preserved.”
But:
[Lynda] “ I do hope you want let the Grundys hijack the even with marketing of their turkeys!”
Ah well. Even if they do, we all love a turkey.
Lynda entices Jim into the Elizabethan Christmas
Extravaganza
[Lynda] “The whole event would be enhanced by someone of your gravitas.”
Jim thinks “flattery won’t work”.
Really?
How about making it sound fun?
[Lynda] “It’s a most enjoyable thing to do. Isn’t it Oliver?”
Actually, Oliver tries to tell Lynda that he’s struggling
with his sonnets.
Lynda just ignores him. Amazingly, Jim seems to be
interested …
[Jim] “A novel presentation though that may be, I think the conventional way up might be more suitable”
So, Jim agrees to take part, and most sincerely hopes the
rest of Ambridge is grateful.
He might be waiting some time for such gratitude.
Lynda thinks Jim would be perfect to do one of Shakespeare’s
Roman plays. Like when Antony first sees Cleopatra in Antony and Cleopatra.
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description: she did lie In her pavilion--cloth-of-gold of tissue-- O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did.
[Jim] “Far too flowery.”[Lynda] “But it’s evocative.”[Jim] “I really don’t want to be emoting about pretty dimpled boys like smiling cupids, thank you very much.”
Jim thinks Coriolanus would be more apt. Lynda’s not sure
that would have “popular appeal”.
There was a time when all the body's members Rebell'd against the belly, thus accused it: That only like a gulf it did remain I' the midst o' the body, idle and unactive, Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing Like labour with the rest, where the other instruments Did see and hear, devise, instruct, walk, feel, And, mutually participate, did minister Unto the appetite and affection common Of the whole body. The belly answer'd—
[Lynda] “I’m really not sure Jim, it does get rather anatomical, doesn’t it?”[Jim] “I’d say metaphorical.”[Lynda] “Well I'm not sure people would want to have the human body dissected in quite such explicit a fashion. It might put them off their food.”
Well, I think Lynda will win this one. In the end.
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