Holiday Camp Page #3

- Does that sort of thing go on all the time?

- Pretty well. Why? Don't you like it?

l don't think l can stand it.

Oh, you'll get used to it.

ln a day or two, you won't notice it at all.

Everything okeydoke, sister?

Hey, Steve, come here.

- What's the matter?

- This cork's loose.

So what? l er... l had one for the road.

Huh. l should think you did.

Well, here we are. Meal tickets for two.

-You keep your mind on these and not on that.

- OK, OK.

But er...what about a quick one

before we start in?

OK. Only remember, we've got to

make our expenses, and a bit over.

There's a... There was a bit on the bus

that er...l'd like to make over.

- Did you see it?

- Yeah.

Bit too up and down for my liking.

l like mine just a little more straight.

The day you like something straight,

l'll hang the flags out.

Well, here's to a spot of luck.

We don't need luck.

Just you deal them in the right places.

Come on, let's go out and find the customers.

Blimey! Haven't you finished unpacking yet?

You're like the donkey's tail! All behind! (Laughs)

l'll put this across your behind

if you don't turn it up.

- Found 'em yet, Mother?

- No.

You'll have to wear what you've come down in.

l can't. They draw my feet something chronic.

Baby's very quiet. See what he's doing, Joe.

And tell him not to.

My shoes! And my toothbrush! lt would be!

- You might look after him, Mother!

- l haven't got eight eyes like an octopus!

Did you pack my hair oil like l asked you, Mum?

Oh, did l? Wait a minute.

Yes, l remember packing it plain as anything.

'Ere, you remember me putting it in,

don't you, Joe?

l can't remember nothing. My mind's a blank.

What do you want to go round

putting that muck in your hair for?

You don't want me to go round looking like you,

do you?

One more crack like that and l'll crown you!

Haven't you two finished unpacking yet?

That's right, come on, roll up, roll up,

plenty of room inside. What do you want?

- Can l help you, Mum?

- No, dear.

Just leave me alone and l'll sort everything out

in my own good time.

- Sure?

- Yes!

You are in a mess.

l think l'll take baby for a walk.

No, dear, he's all right.

Nearly his bedtime anyway.

You get out and enjoy yourself.

- What about you enjoying yourself?

- l like having him, he's no trouble.

And you ought to have a good time

while you're on holiday.

lt's supposed to be your holiday too, you know.

l'd be quite happy

if only everyone'll leave me alone.

- All right.

(Baby grizzles)

- Here's the iron.

- Come on, Harry.

MOTHER:
Now perhaps l can get on.

You shouldn't keep the kid

away from her so much, Mother. lt ain't natural.

lt ain't natural for her not to have an 'usband

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