Golden Years

A leading pensions expert

has stated that...

...many people's expectations

of their retirement incomes...

...were likely to be optimistic...

...and that in reality millions

will face retirement poverty.

The latest figures

have come at a time...

...when pensioners

are already feeling...

...very unsure about their futures.

Social Services fear

that this growing uncertainty...

...may lead to some pensioners

taking desperate measures...

...in order to get by.

Hello. Have you seen outside

your window today?

It's a beautiful spring morning

in the South West.

That's what we like to see.

But make the most of it...

...because storms are forecast

for later on in the week.

But coming up

we've got the Henley W.I...

And our brain of Bristol quiz...

Can anyone knock Kevin

from Keynsham...

...off his five week

run at the top?

We'll soon find out.

Stay tuned for your chance...

...to win the quiz of a lifetime.

Morning, my love.

Thank you, Arthur.

Dear. Thank you.

As a little reward, why don't you

pop in for a cuddle?

Got lots to do.

Thought I'd better

make a good start.

-Morning, George.

-Morning, Arthur.

Morning, Iris.

How are you today?

You're late.

Martha made you a cottage pie.

I prefer shepherd's pie.

If an adult human

has a full set of teeth...

...how many is that?

-Thirty-four.

-I've only got a few in me head...

...so I'm not really one to ask.

Thirty-four.

I know it's more than thirty

but I'm not sure.

Come on, numskull.

Everyone knows it's thirty-four.

-It's thirty...

-Thirty-four.

I'm gonna have to hurry you, Kevin.

-I'm gonna say thirty-two.

-Correct.

What board game was invented

in nineteen thirty two...

...by an unemployed...

Come on in,

he's just in the bedroom.

Is that my Steven?

Pot Noodle, you said?

It's all I got.

When I said

it weren't proper food...

...they locked me in me room.

Said I were having a turn and...

...needed me rest.

But I'll tell you, Arthur.

I know whether I'm having...

...one of my bleeding turns or not.

Mr. Goode...

...I can assure you

the residents receive...

...a balanced nutritional offering.

-A what?

-A nutritional offering.

Calorific intake.

What they eat.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I think we're getting off

the point.

We ourselves were concerned

whether pot noodles were fit...

...for purpose and removed them

from the offering.

The reaction amongst

the residents wasn't positive...

...to say the least.

So we re-offered them.

As for being locked in his room...

...the roster shows Mr. Wilkins

was assisted to his room...

...when he became fatigued.

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Evening, boys.

Pint, Royston.

Or should I say "Billy Fury?"

Diet lemonade please, Brian.

I'm playing Eric Liddell...

...in the Tewkesbury Players

production of Chariots of Fire.

I said to myself,

if I win, it's a win for God.

But, I find myself sitting here

destroying it all, but I have to.

To run would be against God's law.

I thank you.

Sounds more like Braveheart.

So how's your toy boy?

Still off his game, then?

Well, let's say I haven't

had a bit of tickle...

...let alone any slap for longer

than I care to think about.

My Royston's not much fun now

at the moment.

What with all our worries.

They take it very hard.

Aren't you a little too...

...curvaceous to play

an Olympic athlete?

What are you talking about?

I'm an Adonis.

Well, at least that's

what my Shirley tells me.

I think you've brainwashed her

somewhere back in the 50s.

Only with my devilish charm

and my roughish good looks.

Look, where's this diet lemonade?

He's been like this all night.

He's just found out

his pension's b....red...

...and he's finding silly excuses

not to take a pint from his mates.

Your pension's b....red?

How?

The little spiv that calls himself

a financial advisor says...

...it's falling equity bondings

or something like that.

Anyway, I can't afford

to buy a round...

...so I'm covering Shirley's drinks

and I'm not drinking myself.

Anyway, Arthur, there's nothing

silly about having some pride.

So that's a pint for Royston.

Two more pints for us

and one for yourself.

Thank you, Arthur.

It's pride.

Eats away at the man

side of them...

...like trying to make them

vegetarian.

Iris did that to her husband,

made him go vegetarian.

For his health, she said.

Pined away for a want of a sausage,

he did.

Like you and me.

Sorry, boys. That's my cue.

Come on, Shirl. Let's see it!

Off you go.

Are you going to tell me

what's wrong?

Is it Charlie?

You've not been the same

since this morning.

You should have seen him.

You should have seen the clever

clogs running the place.

Letting him rot without a care.

As long as her balance sheets

add up.

You know...

...when he went in there

he could walk for himself.

Now look.

Arthur?

Remember what we said.

We said, we wouldn't let ourselves

get upset about this kind of thing.

Be thankful for what we've got...

...and never forget

we've got each other.

I just feel so sodding helpless.

So bloody helpless.

Hello, Mr. Goode.

Sorry to keep you.

Just so you know,

there's a note...

...on Mrs. Goode's

repeat prescription...

...asking that you contact

your doctor.

Is everything ok?

There's never been

a problem before.

I can't tell you anything more,

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