Darling

I do want our readers to feel

that this is really your story.

So I thought I'd ask you a few questions...

and if you'd just answer them

in your own words...

Yes, I see. All right, ask away.

Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

I had a terribly ordinary childhood,

I'm afraid.

Born at an early age, and all that.

Fell off lots of bicycles,

ate too many cream cakes...

A normal childhood, you know.

This is me, age six.

Probably a piece of chewing gum

stuck under my hat, only you can't see.

I do remember...

I was always the sort of child

who got picked on to do things.

What a darling little baby he is.

Joseph is actually my older sister, Felicity.

I told everyone she had grown the beard

especially for the part.

Felicity, poor thing, was not amused.

You must be very proud of her, Mrs. Scott.

She's a darling.

She's going to go a long way.

You can see that.

Yes, I think she is.

This is me, age 20.

I don't know what I was wearing.

Terribly Chelsea, I thought I was.

Really, I suppose I was

as square as an ice cube with it.

- Try that one over there.

- Right you are.

- Me, on the telly?

- It won't take a minute.

How fascinating.

You must tell me what to do.

Could you come this way?

I hate convention. You can't breathe.

You have to break away.

But isn't the breakaway of yesterday

the convention of today?

Then you have to break away again.

Just for the sake of it?

Isn't that conventional?

The way young people live today...

the way they dress, dance, talk...

It's more conventional

than what they're trying to escape.

Would you say

the way I dress was conventional?

Your dress is in the height of fashion,

and your hair is...

She's fine. We'll use that. Very good.

How conventional are we

in matters of public taste?

The London skyline is constantly altering,

and yet young architects...

Thank you for letting me see

the finished product.

- It's a very good program.

- You really think so?

I thought I looked ghastly,

but it was a super program.

I thought you looked super,

and the program looked ghastly.

What's more, I'm right, too.

No, I thought you looked

frightfully lean and intelligent.

I am frightfully lean and intelligent,

not that it helps.

- You must lead such an interesting life.

- Being a professional question mark?

- It's better than being a professional bosom.

- What's that?

You should try posing for Brides sometime.

I did once. It was a disaster.

A complete disaster.

Is this yours?

Yes, as a matter of fact, it is.

This one.

What do you think I am? Go on, get in.

There's so much junk in it,

though I keep on chucking things out.

- Have an icy drop.

- I'd love one. Thank you.

- One, two...

- Thank you.

Oh, dear.

We just sort of began to meet.

He had tickets for this,

or he thought I might be interested in that.

It was really mostly mental, to start with.

There was nothing deliberate about it.

We didn't know what we were doing at all.

- You're a thoroughly rotten shot.

- Thoroughly rotten target.

You couldn't miss a dickey bird.

Buried treasure.

Heads, we do. Tails, we don't.

We do.

How I'd love to live here.

- We'd have to do an awful lot to it.

- We'd have to do everything to it.

Yes, you're right.

Do you know these cottages

are being carefully rehabilitated?

At great expense.

And will emerge as unique

cottage-type homes of distinction.

- Do you want to live in such a home?

- I wouldn't mind.

With a yellow front door

and a carriage lantern?

- Absolutely lovely.

- Ghastly! I really do believe...

I do.

- You are a fantastic girl.

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