Bert & Dickie Page #5

I think you might be

wasting your time.

Is it really bad?

It's the starts.

We're trying to blitz it.

Somewhere near 40, 41.

I'm not used to it.

Tell Bert. I have told him.

But he reckons we'll need to be

doing at least that.

No... Tell him it's hurting you!

No flag. Thank you.

They look wonderful.

They are terrific, they are.

Terry towelling, so they won't slip.

Good thinking!

Always gotta look for the edge.

Ooh! I've got something else

for you. Eh?

Here.

Ooh, Mum. Oh, yeah, this is perfect.

I mean, my old one's too warm

in this sunshine.

And they reckon it's going to be

red hot right across the competition.

Well, you were all right

in Argentina.

I wasn't pulling behind Dickie,

then, was I?

Anyway, I'll be the best-dressed

bloke in the final. Oh!

Oh, I'll get to the final, Mum,

don't you worry.

You won't if you stay out until

God knows what hour every night.

John... He was supposed to be home,

watered and in bed by nine-thirty.

Well, I... You've been down

The Gaumont again, I know.

It's not much after half past now.

It's after it!

There. You may as well have that...

if you're up.

It's bread, you can have

a dripping sandwich.

Where's it from?

We've had our ration this week.

Yeah. I... It's extra.

You've been to see Lewis.

He's a crook, John!

He made all of his money

on the black market

and we're not going to help him get

any richer now. Mum! No! Lena!

There is a right way to behave

in life and there is a wrong way.

And it matters. Mum... Mum!

Next door's dog!

Dad...?

'The metropolis becomes cosmopolis.

'For the Olympiad, the world's

athletes are pouring towards Wembley.

'Among them, the American swimmers.

Or from America,

'the United States women contingent

arriving at Southampton.

'And they're not just athletic,

but good-looking too.'

Er, thank you, Wilson.

So... We have them here, anyway.

Absolutely.

Well, what about Wembley Stadium?

Track's down, scoreboard's up.

And we've found somewhere to hide

the pigeons

for the opening ceremony.

So they won't have to be taken

over to the stadium

until the actual

afternoon of the event.

No more hanging around

all day in the sunshine.

What?

We... had a bit of a hiccup

when we had the rehearsal yesterday.

What happened?

When we... erm,

dropped the lids to release them...

several hundred of the birds

had, erm... had cooked, sir.

Good God!

Good God, indeed!

We are blinking in the light

of a new dawn, Lord Burghley.

We are not engaged in the wholesale

slaughter of innocent avians.

No, sir.

And about poetry?

Etchings, sculpture?

Have we shifted any tickets there?

Yes, sir, we have.

How many?

So far?

Yes.

19,500.

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