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l even bought a ration off a bloke

who had bad teeth!

- Then she goes and walks out on me.

- No!

The times l thought to myself:

what wouldn't l give now for a bit of nutty?

Then l thought:

no, l'll save it all for her, she's worth it.

l must have been mad!

Well, l'll show her!

Well? What are you gonna do?

l'm gonna eat it!

Every ruddy bar of it, even if it kills me!

l think they've overbaked my new perm.

When l go out in the weather,

it frizzes up like anything.

- l think it's very nice.

- So it ought to, considering what it cost.

Still, l always say, what's money for?

You don't get much chance

to spend it in service,

so why not blow it all on your holiday

and have a good time? Don't you think so?

l hardly know.

l haven't had a real holiday for 20 years.

Coo! Whatever sort of job did you have?

Why didn't you change it?

l couldn't.

You see, l was looking after my mother.

She died two months ago.

We always went to Torquay in the summer.

Always the same rooms, full of old people.

- All with patent medicines on their tables.

- l know.

ln the morning, l used to push Mother

in her Bath chair along the front,

until she'd say...''Well, dear,

l think we've had the best of the day.''

And then... then we'd go in.

ln the afternoon, we knitted, and in the evening,

we sat up till the nine o'clock news. Then bed.

Then another day just the same as the last.

Poor Mother. l know she tried not to be difficult.

And l really think she was very happy,

in her way.

But you weren't, eh?

Well, you couldn't have come to a better place

than this to take you out of yourself.

l hope you're right.

At any rate,

l felt l couldn't stand Torquay again ever.

l wouldn't go anywhere else but here,

not for the world.

l shall come back even after l'm married.

- Are you engaged, then?

- Well, not exactly.

But l'm expecting to be by the end of the week.

- Why, is your young man here, then?

- l hope so.

Ooh, he must be this time.

Every year l says to myself the same thing.

''Elsie Dawson,'' l says,

''There are five thousand people in this camp.

Suppose two thousand are males

and half of them are free and unattached.

Surely one of them must be looking for you.

lt's up to me to spot him first.

Before anyone else, if you follow me.

That's the trouble. They never do.

Follow me, l mean.

Do you think man is still the hunter?

l don't know much about that sort of thing.

TANNO Y:
Farley Radio calling all campers.

We would like to remind all parents

that there's a special tea served daily

for all children who do not want to stay up

for the evening meal.

Don't forget, take the kiddies

to the Junior Games Room at four o'clock.

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