# Boccerini - Minuet from String Quintet in E
A tap, Gossage. I said a tap.
You're not introducing a film.
Louis...
# NAT KING COLE. Stardust Memories
# And now the purple dusk of twilight time
# Steals across the meadows of my heart
# High up in the sky
# The little stars climb
# Always reminding me
# That we're apart
# you wandered down the lane and far away
# Leaving me a song that will not die
# Love is now the stardust
# Of yesterday
# The music
# Of the years
# Gone by
Mrs Wilberforce, I understand you have rooms to let.
Mam!
Can I go to the pictures, Mam?
- Mam? - Yeah?
- I've got a penny. - So?
Well, if you give me eleven pence, I'd have a shilling.
You're not soft, are you?
Mam!
Oh, go on, Mam.
Our Titch said she'd take me.
Oh, go on, Mam.
Hey, Bud, get me those nets out of the lads' bedroom, will you?
OK, Mam.
Pass me a few bricks, will ya?
Oh, come on, lad, where's those nets?
I wanna wash them.
That's before he'll bring them down!
You little bugger.
Look at him.
If you were the only girl in the world
# And I was the only boy
# Nothing else would matter
# In this world today
# We would go on loving
# In the same old way
# A Garden of Eden just meant for two
# With nothing to mar our joy
I would say
Such wonderful things to you
There would be
Such wonderful things to do
# If you were the only girl in the world
# And I was the only boy
Go on, get my purse.
Oh thanks, Mam!
#... today
# We would go on loving
Your tea's ready, Kev.
OK, Mam.
All right, Mam?
Hiya, Mam!
Hey, John, will you get the flatirons out for me?
Yeah, OK, Titch.
- Where's our Bud, Mam? - The pictures. Where's else?
# DORIS DAY. At Sundown
# Every little breeze is sighing of love undying
# At sundown
# Every little bird is resting
# Feather nesting
# At sundown
# Each little rosebud is sleeping - Can you take us in, mister?
# While shadows are creeping
# In a little cottage cozy
# The world seems rosy
# At sundown
# Where a loving smile will greet me - Can you take us in, please?
# And always meet me
# At sundown
# I seem to sigh
- Can you take us in, mister? # I'm in heaven
- Come on then son. - Thanks, mister!
# When the night is falling and love is calling me home
# I seem to sigh
# I'm in heaven
# When the night is falling
# Love's calling me home
I'll get you, Mavis!
What are you ruing for? Tim Lodge was chasing me.
- Why? - I was skitting him.
You be careful. One day, he'll catch you and give you a right go-along.
# Tiddle-iddle-iddle
# Tiddle-iddle-iddle, hup!
Look at that one over there.
Is this your daughter?
Got a boyfriend? Got a boyfriend?
It's smashing at the moment.
See that one there? It went right up in the sky and it hit my house.
- Oh, great! - Some fine!
Hey, watch what you're doing with them sparklers.
# Blow the wind southerly
# Southerly, southerly
# Blow the wind southerly
# O'er the bonny blue sea
# Blow the wind southerly
# Southerly, southerly
# Blow bonny breeze
# My lover to me
# They told me last night
# There were ships in the offing
# And I hurried down
# To the deep, rolling sea
# But my eye could not see it
# Wherever might be it
# The barque that is bearing
# My lover to me
# Blow the wind southerly
# Southerly, southerly
# Blow bonny breeze
# O'er the bonny blue sea
# Blow the wind southerly
# Southerly, southerly
# Blow bonny breeze
# And bring him to me
# Is it not sweet
# To hear the breeze singing
# As lightly it comes
# O'er the deep, rolling sea?
# But sweeter and dearer by far 'tis
# When bringing the barque
# Of my true love
# In safety to me
There's our John and Kevin, Mam.
- John! - Kevin!
Kevin!
John! Kevin!
Oh, yeah, round the end. Nearly had the green one.
# She stepped away from me
# And she went through the fair
# And fondly
# I watched her move here and move there
# And then she went homeward
# With one Star awake
# As the swan in the evening
# Moves over the lake
# Last... #... night, she came to me
# She came softly in
# So softly she came
# That her feet made no din
# And she laid her hand on me
# And this she did say
# It will not be long, love
# Till our wedding day
My dad used to sing that.
Granddad O'Brien?
Yeah.
- Lock up, will you, Kev? - OK Mam
Mam...
Mam!
Aaaargh!
It was a man! It was a man!
Sweetheart!
# George Butterworth A Shropshire Lad -Rhapsody for Orch.
Mother. It's your last term at Canon Kennedy's isn't it, lad?
Are you looking forward to going up to the big boys' school, Bud?
What am I gonna get for X-mas, Mam?
Don't be so nosy.
# Once in RoyaI David's city
# Stood a lowly cattle shed
# Where a mother laid her baby
# In a manger for his bed
# Mary was that mother mild
# Jesus Christ her little child
Breaks your heart, though, doesn't it? - Are you gonna help me with these things?
I've gotta get the tree.
Oh, no, we've got that little tree of our own.
Have we got we've got the tree?
I think it's still in the attic.
Kev. We should give some of those decorations away. We've had them years.
Oh, no, I like these.
They've got a real history, haven't they?
# GUSTAV MAHLER. Symphony No 10
So, what are you gonna have from Father X-mas?
It's Christmas...
Happy Christmas, lad.
Happy Christmas, Bud.
In those days, they had time for everything.
Time for sleigh rides
hard balls hard assemblies
and cotillions,
and open house on New Year's
# Oh, the Hokey Cokey!
# Knees bend, arms stretch, ra, ra, ra!
12 o'clock!
# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
# And never brought to mind?
# Should auld acquaintance be forgot
# For the sake of auld lang syne?
# For auld lang syne, my dear
# For auld lang syne
# We'll take a cup of kindness yet
# For the sake of auld lang syne
# For auld lang syne, my dear
# For auld lang syne
# We'll take a cup of kindness yet
# For the sake of auld lang syne
And this pageant of the tenantry
was the last of the great, long-remembered dances
that everybody talked about.
- What's 'kindnessyet', Mam? - What's what?
You know, in that song - 'We'll take a cup of kindnessyet. '
Oh. It's 'kindness yet'.
All the best! All the best, Mr Campbell!
Lock the back door, will you, Kev?
I already did before we went out. You don't half panic, Mam.
- Good night, Titch. - Good night, Mam
God help anyone with no home tonight.
Well...
I wonder what 1956 will bring?
Put something cold on his neck.
Like keys. That'll do the Trick.
Stay here untiI your nose stops bleeding.
Thank you, Sister.
11 nines are 99,12 nines
# Faith of our fathers
# Sanctify my breast
# Body of Christ
# Be thou my saving guest
# Deep in thy wounds, Lord
# Hide and shelter me
# So that I'll never
# Never part from thee
Are you Paul Ve?
- I thought it was Paul Ve. - Are you from Vernon Street?
No, Canon Kennedy's.
Who's a fruit, then?
Eh?
That's just to show you who's boss.
I'm Mr Nicholls.
you play ball with me,
and I'll play ball with you.
Seconds!
'I'm from Canon Kennedy'
Who's a fruit, then, eh?
Paul Ve.
# Tantum ergo Sacramentum
# Veneremur cernui
# Et antiquum documentum
# Novo cedat ritui
# Praestet fides supplementum
# Sensuum defectui
I want you to tell me if it's all right.
- Midnight, it's called. - Midnight?
- It's a bit strong, isn't it? - That's what I thought.
What do you think of that, Jean? Smell that.
- It's too strong. - All right! I won't put it on.
- No, it isn't. Punt it on. - I paid for that.
Where did you get it?
Well, did you get my stuff for me?
Yeah, two pairs of nylons, 15 Denier, American tan, Fun Fashion,
pan stick and nail varnish.
- Majestic Red? - Yeah.
Imperial Leather, Picturegoer and Picture Show.
- Evening in Paris? - They didn't have any.
Oh, no. What am I gonna do? I don't have any...
- Here you are. Pity it's not Chanel. - Thanks, Amy.
# Once in love...
#... with Amy
# Always in love with Amy
- Leave it alone, you two. - Just take no notice of them, Amy.
They're just letting the soft out.
# Her lips are much too close to mine
# Take care my foolish heart
Bud, would you go and get us a packet of ciggies?
Ah!
Is this 18 Kensington?
- I'm looking for Mona. No it bloody well isn't!
This is 18 Kensington Street. Kensington's the main road.
There's no Mona here.
Go on, frig off!
Thank you.
It's ages since I've been out...
- See ya, Bud, lad! - Night, Bud!
See you, Bud!
My mam said don't be late!
If you shine the torch up into the night sky,
the light goes on forever.
- Who says? - Our teacher.
# Me and my shadow.
# Walking down the avenue
Go on up, lad. I'll bring the cocoa.
Thanks, Mam.
# And when it's 12 o'clock
# We climb the stair
# We never knock
# 'Cos nobody's there
# Just me and my shadow
# All alone and feeling blue
This is the BBC Home Service.
Lift Up Your Hearts.
Our speaker this week is the Reverend...
He calls this morning's talk. "Costing No Less Than Heaven"
Come on, you four, make a shape! It's well past seven.
Jesus tonight, it's cold!
Hey, Bud, will you do my back for me?
Youp, won't you, lad?
Go on, get washed and I'll bring you your tea and toast.
OK, Mam.
You're late.
Report to Mr Bunshell, the Headmaster.
Then go upstairs to the nurse in Room 10.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Why have you come?
Mr Nicholls told me to report late, sir.
Hmm.
Come on.
In future, be puctual.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Lice.
Clean
Lice.
Clean.
Christ, that's cold.
OK, you can rise it out now, Bud.
Cor blimey, it's scalding!
Oh, you little sadist!
Can we go to the second house, Titch?
Oh, give us a chance, will you? I haven't even looked at The Echo yet.
- Anyway what's on? - Can we go and see Young at Heart?
It's on at The Forum.
Oh, I suppose so.
Oh, thanks, Titch.
Go to Tara's and get some sweets.
- What sort? - Er... mis-shapes.
Go on, the money's in my coat.
- Are you ready? - Yeah.
Well, get your coat on. We don't wanna miss the beginning, do we?
Oh, hey, Mam!
- Keep still! - Oh, Titch!
Oh, it stinks!
- Would you prefer having nits? - No!
Then you'll have to put up with the stink, won't you?
There you are. All done.
Right, next.
- Where's Albie? All right, Edna?
Oh, I'm dead chocka. Cook, wash, clean - that's all I do.
I never go anywhere. I'm like the bleedin' Prisoner of Zenda!
Look at them hands. Putrid.
Hey, Mam, it's my dad.
Tell him his tea's in the oven and I'll be in a minute.
Little Billy isn't half going like you, isn't he?
I know, poor little swine. You could chop wood with my face, couldn't you?
Cor blimey, what nature has in store for us!
- Hello, girl. - See what I mean?
Still on the electric, Curly?
No, I spewed it.
- Why? - He didn't like the fella, did he?
How are you managing?
- Doing fine, Lize. - Thank Christ.
- Or we'd all be eating bleedin' fuse wire. - He's full of rhythm, though, isn't he?
Yeah, like Saint Vitus.
You must realize I don't even know who Saint Vitus is.
Don't start doing those stupid bleedin' impressions!
He does them good, though, doesn't he?
Cor blimey, Helen, don't encourage him.
If he thinks he has an audience, he'll do it more. I'm tormented enough.
Now, listen to me, kid. Nobody torments you, but I will. I'm Little Caesar.
Who's that supposed to be?
Edward G Robinson!
Sounds more like bleedin' Cardew Robinson!
He does it just to annoy me. It doesn't half get on my nerves.
Come on, girl, where's my scoff?
In the oven. Steak and onions.
- I had that last week! - If you're not careful, I'll hit you with it!
Isn't it bleedin' lively turning his nose up at steak and onions?
Some poor bastards never get it. Tomorrow night, it'll be dog food.
Sounds "ruff".
See, what I've gotta put up with?
I should never have got married. What the bleedin' hell did I ever see in you?
Mam!
- What? - I'm hungry!
Oh, eat someone!
I'll swing for these kids one of these days.
Come on, soft ollies, we'd better go.
Have you heard the latest?
They're burying Catholics in Protestant cemeteries now. They're dead, like.
The next bus'll be along in a few minutes. Be under it.
See you, then.
- Ta-ra, Curly. - Ta-ra.
- You need to shave. - So do you.
Ha, ha, ha! Stop messing!
Andrews? - Present, sir.
- Horton? - Present, sir.
- Barnes? - Present, sir.
- Bedson? - Present, sir.
- Bell? - Present, sir.
- Clotworthy? - Present, sir.
- Crowley? - Present, sir.
- Davies? - Present, sir.
- Duckworth? - Present, sir.
- Dunne? - Present, sir.
- Ferguson? - Present, sir.
Your card.
Is it your ear again?
I suppose you've been picking at it, haven't you?
What nasty little creatures you little boys are.
Hit him back!
Go on!
If you snitch we'll get you tonight.
Get into line!
S4, right wheel!
Quick march! Left, right, left...
The process of erosion.
Erosion is the cumulative effect
of a great variety of processes - full stop.
In general, these can be divided into five groups.
One.
river...
...erosion.
Two.
rain...
...erosion.
Three.
glacial...
...erosion.
Four.
wind erosion.
And five.
marine...
...erosion.
Life also cooperates in the work of destruction.
One
rivers and their valleys.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph,
I give you my heart and my soul
Jesus, Mary and Joseph,
I give you my body and blood.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph,
assist me in my last agony.
May I say, when I am dying,
'Jesus mercy, Mary help'?
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
# Ae fond kiss
# And then we sever
# Ae fareweel
# Alas, forever
# Deep in heart-rung tears
# I'll pledge thee
# Warring sighs... - I'm gonna get you!
# And moans
# I'll wage thee - All right, Mrs Davies?
All right, Mrs Tyler.
# Had we never loved
# Sae blindly
# Had we never loved
# Sae kindly
- Argh! # Never met
# Nor never parted
# We had ne'er...
# Been broken-hearted
# Fare thee weel
# Thou first and fairest
# Fare thee weel
# Thou best and dearest
# Thine be ilka joy
# And pleasure
# Peace, contentment
# Love and pleasure
# Ae fond kiss
# And then we sever
# Ae fareweel
# Alas, forever
# Deep in heart-rung tears
# I'll pledge thee
# Warring sighs
# And groans
# I'll wage thee
Oh, go on, put the lights on.
Oh, it's duck apple night!
- Did you have a nice time, then, Bud? - Yeah.
That's good, isn't it?
I bet you went on everything, didn't you?
No. I tried the big wheel.
Did you feel a bit sick?
Yeah.
I went on the waltzers.
I went on them with Jean, you know Jean?
Well, we had a big candyfloss.
Did you have candyfloss?
Good night, Bud.
Gosh, Miss Esther,
I... I hope I'm not too presumptuous.
But you don't need any beauty sleep.
What a nice compliment.
- How does it go? - How does what go?
Over the banister leans a face.
Tenderly, sweet...
and... and...
iling
# Nobody only those eyes of brown
Tender and full of meaning
# Gaze on the...
# loveliest face
# in town
# Over the banister
# Leaning
My Jesus,
it is weight, not of the cross, but of my sins
which has made thee suffer so much pain.
By the merits of this first fall,
deliver me from the misfortune of falling into mortal sin.
Boo!
I love thee, Jesus,
my love above all things.
I repent with my whole heart of having offended thee.
Never permit me to separate myself from thee again.
Grant that I may love thee always,
and then do with me what thoun wilt.
Glory be to the Father,
and to the Son,
and to the Holy Ghost
As he was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be.
world without end.
Amen.
Come on, hip! We all know what you're trying to hide.
# Out on the briny
# With the moon big and shiny
# Melting your heart of stone
# I'd like to get you
# On a slow boat to China
# All to myself
# Alone
Who's this? I'm Attila! Attila the Hun!'
- Esther Williams! - Oh, you bastard!
Edna, can't you tell him to behave?
People have been strangled for less, haven't they?
- Want a drink, girl? - In a minute. I'm going for a twinkle.
- Save one for me. - Oh, shut it!
It's perishing out there.
# Bonga, bonga, bonga, I don't wanna leave the Congo
# Oh, no, no, no, no
Like an ollie in a bottle.
# Binga, banga, bonga, I'm so fond of the jungle
# I refuse to go
Oh, choke him, somebody.
Now, Curly, behave yourself. Otherwise Edna will give you 40 lashes.
That'd be an incentive, wouldn't it, love?
- Got a bevy, Curly? - You're all right, John. My Judy will get me one.
You've had enough. You can't have just one drink. You've gotta get pylatic.
Go on, girls. Be nice.
It's nice to be nice.
People are people.
They're not grapefruit, are they? God help him, he's in a world of his own.
World... hm...
I don't wanna die, I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Stop doing those stupid bleedin' impressions!
Otherwise wooden overcoat, savvy?
- Now, see here, kid... - Oh, shut up, bleedin' screwball!
# I'll leave the night-time
# To the dreamers
# I'll leave the songbird
# To the blind
# I'll leave the moon above
# To those in love
# When I leave this world behind
That was my mam's song, that.
Come on, girl, you give us one.
# I don't know why I love you like I do
# I don't know why, I just do
# I don't know why
# you thrill me like you do
# I don't know why, I just do
# you never seem to want my romancing
# The only time you hold me
# Is when we're dancing
# I don't know why I love you like I do
# I don't know why, I just do
Come on, our Bud now.
# We're a couple of swells
# We stop at the best hotels
# And we prefer the country far away from the city smells
# Wall Street bankers are we
# With plenty of currency
# We'd open up the safe
# Bunt we forgot where we put the key
# The Vanderbilts are waiting at the club
# But how are we to get there? That's the rub
# That's the rub
# We would sail up the avenue
# But we haven't got a yacht
# We would ride up the avenue
# But the horse we got was shot - Pow!
# We would ride on the trolley car
# Bunt we haven't got the fare
# So we'll walk up the avenue
# Yes, we'll walk up the avenue
# Yes, we'll walk up the avenue till we're there
You're always saying I never take you anywhere. We'll go to the dance.
- The Grafton's for bits of kids. We're too old. - You're as old as you feel.
Look, you may think you're Peter Pan but I'm not bleedin' Wendy. We're not going.
Yes, Edna. No, Edna. Three bags full, Edna.
Where's my jacket? It's cold.
- What's happening? - Get your arms in!
My tiny hand is frozen.
If it was any bigger, it'd have frostbite.
# Oh, you beautiful doll
# You great, big, beautiful doll
Whatever you do, Helen, don't get married.
You might end up with someone like this soft bastard.
# Let put my arms about you... - Oh, button it!
Good night, you two!
Don't you stay up too late.
- Lock u Kev? - OK Mam
That's Mr Yates.
He's got cancer.
- Come on, Bud! Time for Mass. - Ok, Mam.
- See you later, Albie. - OK.
Are you going to Cast Iron Shore, Kev?
No, Woolton Woods.
Can I go with you?
you haven't got a bike, Bud, lad.
Will you bring me some pears back, then?
Yeah.
Can I have a bit of your drink, Kev?
You won't like it.
Oh, it's horrible!
I told you wouldn't like it!
- Watch the car. - Look both ways, Jean.
Can't I come with you?
Oh, go on, let me.
Don't forget the pears!
That's was Ray's A Laugh.
Kitty Bluett, Kenneth Connor, Leighton Brown, Rosalind Knight, and starring Ted Ray.
This recorded programme was written by Bernard Boddington and Charles Hart,
and produced by Leslie Griffiths
# DEBBIE REYNOLDS. Tammy
# I hear the cottonwoods whispering above
# Tammy, Tammy
# Tammy's in love
# The old hooty owl
# Hooty-hoos to the dove
# Tammy, Tammy
# Tammy's in love
# Does my lover feel what I feel
# When he comes near?
# My heart beats so joyfunlly
# you'd think that he could hear
# Wish I knew if he knew
# What I'm dreaming of
# Tammy, Tammy
# Tammy's in love
# Whippoorwill, whippoorwill, you and I know
# Tammy, Tammy
In the pulpit talking interminable nonsense,
the Reverend Lord Henry D'Ascoyne.
The D'Ascoynes certainly appear to have accorded with the tradition of the landed gentry
and sent the fool of the family into the church.
# Tammy
# you love him so - Stand.
# When the night is warm - Get into line.
# Soft and warm
# I long for his charms - Turn.
# I'd sing like a violin - Good night, boys
- Good night, sir. - Off you go.
You're shower, an absolute shower! There's no other word for it!
As for you, Windrush, you're an absolute rotter!
# If he knew
# What I'm dreaming of
# Tammy, Tammy
# Tammy's in love
Come on, let's go!
# Dee, da, dee...
Aren't you going to the pictures?
I've got no-one to go with.
What about Albie?
He's just gone past with John Hunghes.
Can't you run after him and ask can you go with him?
# If I had my life
# to live over
# I'd do the same things again
# I'd still love to walk
# to the place I call home
# Where happiness never would end
# I'd meet you
# When school days were over
# And we'd walk down the lanes
# We once knew
#If I had my life
to live over again
# I'd still
# Fall in love
# With you
Now it came at last.
George Amberson Minafer
had got his comeuppance.
He'd got it three times filled...
...and running over.
But those who had so longed for it were not there to see it.
Those who were still living had forgotten all about it...
...and all about him.
Four.
wind erosion.
The waters of the seas readily respond by movement
to the brushing of the wind over the Surface,
to the variations of temperature and salinity,
to the gravitational attraction of the moon and sun...
...and to the Coriolis force.
A. Tides and currents.
Do you know what that is?
There?
It's a great cake. A bride cake.
Mine.
On this day of the year, long before you were born,
this heap of decaywas brought here.
It and I have worn away together.
Mice have gnawed at it.
And sharper teeth than teeth of mice have gnawed at me.
But I have a fancy I should like to see someone play.
Play
- What did you get for Christmas, Albie? - A cowey outfit and a Bren gun.
BUD. Ought me a watch.
Some of those stars are dead.
The light in them started out when Jesus was alive.
- How do you know? - Our teacher said.
# No star is o'er the lake
# Its pale watch keeping
# The moon is half awake
# Through grey mists creeping
# The last red leaves fall
# Round the porch of roses
# The clock hath ceased to sound
# The long day closes
# Sit by the silent hearth
# In calm endeavour
# To count the sounds of mirth
# Now dumb forever
# Heed not how hope believes
# And fate disposes
# Shadow is round the eaves
# The long day closes
# The lighted windows...
# The lighted windows dim
# Are fading slowly
# The fire that was so trim
# Now quivers lowly
# Quivers lowly
# Go to the dreamless bed
# Where grief reposes
# Thy book of toil is read
# The long day closes
# Go to the dreamless bed
# Where grief reposes
# Thy book of toil is read
# Go to the dreamless bed
# The long day closes