The Last of the Blonde Bombshells

Whatever she's listening to now

is just a bit further away.

You're much too young

to know those tunes.

What makes you think I know them?

You screwed up the changes

into the middle eight.

It was a good try.

You some sort of critic?

No, don't worry.

It's only if the audience notices,

you're in trouble.

Don't give up.

I didn't see you there.

- That was amazing.

- Thank you.

- May I touch?

- Well, of course.

I didn't know.

Remember that dance hall

I told you about?

You Rascal, You.

I played in the band.

Did women do that then?

What do you know about the war?

The 1939-'45?

We beat Germany one-nil?

It was an upside down world.

Women drove ambulances

and worked in shipyards and...

...I played in a band.

We called ourselves

The Blonde Bombshells.

Were you a star?

We played on the wireless once.

You were a star.

Yes, damn it, I was a star.

Grandma, why did you stop?

I stopped when the war stopped.

Then I was a wife and a mother

and a grandmother.

It's just something I did before I grew up.

But you carried on playing.

Well, I used to practice

when your grandpa was out playing golf.

But you're the first person to hear me for...

...dear God...

...nearly half a century.

That's terrible.

Joanna...

...I need your advice.

I'll try.

What's the best way

of showing respect for the dead?

That's easy. You go on living.

You're truly amazing.

- You're too good to be busking.

- I'm too old to have any other ambitions.

Why don't you take half?

Look, we play twice a week

and you buy the drinks, okay?

Okay.

I think this might be for you.

Why?

Because it says,

"Fancy a bit of fun, dearie?"

Why should it be for me?

If you say because I'm a woman,

I'll smash you on the head with the guitar.

My glass is empty.

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