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This BBC podcast is supported by ads outside the uk. I'm Zing Singh. And I'm Simon Jack. And together we host Good Bad Billionaire, the podcast exploring the lives of some of the world's richest people. In the new season, we're setting our sights on some big names. Yep. LeBron James and Martha Stewart, to name just a few. And as always, Simon and I are trying to decide whether we think they're good, bad or just another billionaire. That's good. Bad Billionaire from the BBC World Service. Listen now, wherever you get your BBC Podcasts, BBC Sounds Music Radio podcasts. You're listening to the archers omnibus from BBC Radio 4. Oh, I don't come out here enough. It's so lovely this time of year, isn't it? The bluebells, they seem to pop up earlier and earlier. That's because the world is getting hotter, unfortunately. Is that right? Yeah. Rising temperatures are changing the seasons. Well, it's certainly warm for early April. Yeah. Do you fancy a longer walk? We could go down to the river and sit for a while. There's that little coffee van that sometimes stops there. Sounds lovely, but I better be going soon because I'm having Martha for an hour. I did mention it. Oh, yes. Yes, you did. What's Alice up to? The gym, I think she said. Why don't I come with you? We could pick Martha up and take her to the river with us. Stop for an ice cream. She'd love that. Yeah, I know she'd love the ice cream. I'm not sure about the walk. I'm hoping she'll be happy with a game of Snakes and Ladders, to be honest. Anyway, it'll only be a couple of hours. Why don't you relax and catch up on what you missed when you fell asleep last night? I was resting my eyes. Oh, really? Either way, you missed some pretty vital plot points. And if you get up to speed, we could watch the next episode tonight. Yeah, well, an afternoon to myself is tempting. I could have a bath even. Well, there you go, then. You seem very keen to get rid of me. I'm not, actually. Come to think of it, you've been quite secretive recently. I haven't. Very protective of your phone. You pounce on it the minute a message comes through. No, you exaggerate. What are you hiding? I'm not hiding anything. Don't cry. Relax. I'm teasing. I know you aren't. You have fun with Martha and I'll see you later. Great. What you doing in here? Kira's gonna open her presents any minute. Just checking the sausage rolls. Not quite done. I'll see to the food. You get back in there and sit down. I'm better off keeping busy. It's a birthday party. I know it is. Why else would I have 60 odd sausage rolls in the oven? So stop rushing about and enjoy it. But, Eddie, every time I stop, I'm dwelling it's my last day in the dairy on Tuesday. I know. And I'm Dr. You are. Oh, Eddie, what we gonna do? Something will turn up. Don't say something will turn up because nothing else has been turning up. And what if nothing does? Money's tight as it is. How will we cope without my weight? We'll manage. I don't know if we will, Eddie. Here, pour this lemonade for the kids. Give Martha the pink sparkly cup. Things ain't that bad yet. Any road. There's nothing you can do right this minute, is there? We got the family gathered together for Akira's birthday, so we might as well try to enjoy it rather than hide away in here worrying. All right. You know Walton's Retreat, the health spa on the bypass on the way to Felpusham? No. Oh, yeah. Big place, set back from the road. Oh, yes, looks very nice. Well, the owner, Vicky's just been on the phone. She's got a tree needs fell in urgently. It was damaged in the storms a few weeks back. Oh, very good. Yeah, she said they want some other stuff doing too. Apparently they've got a pond out the back and some trees around it are blocking the light, so they want them cutting back. Oh, well, yeah. She got my number from one of her customers who said that we've done a great job for them. That's great, Edward. I'm pleased for you. You don't look too happy either. What's up? It's got to be tomorrow for the tree. I mean, she weren't being pushy, she's just worried with the forecast being so up and down, she wants it done while the weather's nice. So tomorrow you're visiting George? Yep. Would it take both of you, this tree? Oh, yeah, yeah. No question. It's a big job. Oh, dear. Poor William's still laid up with this flu or whatever it is. Yep, I know. I'm gonna have to turn it down and I. Oh, I think you are, son. You can't let our George down on his birthday. Yeah, I know. I just hate saying no. I nearly told her, you know, explained, but. Doesn't sound great, does it? Visiting someone in prison tomorrow? No, never mind, son. Something else will come along. Right, I'll take these drinks through, shall I? Oh, we're so confident that someone else will come along. What, you don't think it will? Sorry, no, of course it will. I was talking about something else. Really, love. What, so you think I should turn it down? Is it not worth asking her if she can do another day? I've already tried that. She said it has to be tomorrow or she's going to ring someone else. Well, don't look like you've got much choice then, love. Who's this? New. Hello? Hi, Grandma. Oh, Edward, it's George. How are you, love? I let myself in. Is that all right? The door was on the latch. I'll just make myself comfortable then. Truth? Miranda, Everything all right? Yes, of course. Everything's fine. Are you all right? Oh, yes, fine. You sound a bit. A bit what? I don't know. Harassed. Is Martha running you ragged already? No, no. Well, actually, yes. Yes, she is a bit. You know what she's like. Say hello to her from me, won't you? I will, yes. She's. She's just upstairs at the moment, so. Actually, I better go because she wants me to fetch her dressing up box. Before you go, where's the remote? I've looked everywhere. I've got the TV one, but I need the one for the box thing. Is it not where it usually is? Down the side of the sofa? Silly me for looking on the coffee table. Ah, yes, thank you. Right, well, I better go. Yes, you go and get the dressing up box. Yes, I'll see you later. Bye. Bye. Bye. What was that about a dressing up box? I was trying to throw Miranda off the scent. Did it work? I'm not sure it did. I think she suspects something. Oh, dear. I suppose she could have been joking. Oh, don't look so worried. I'm sure you're just being paranoid. Should we have a drink before we get started? Sounds like Kira's enjoying herself. She couldn't wait to go off the phone. Hello? She's got some of her mates here. You know what it's like. Yeah, it's fine. I'm glad she's having a good time. His mum all right, your mum? Yeah, he's fine. Why? I don't know. She seemed a bit distracted. She just misses you. We all do. Not long to wait now. No, I know. Shame about dad. Yeah, yeah, he's gutted. Never seen Will so rough. At least you and Mum will be there. Yeah. How are the trees? Yeah, yeah, no, the trees are good business. Booming. Steady James sounds sure. No, no, it's good, it's good. Just got a big job in, actually, so. Words obviously spreading. So what's up? Nothing. No, it's good. You're worried about something. No, I'm not. It's not Grandpa, is it? What? No, of course not. You know that was just Poppy and Kira or dad. This flu, it's nothing serious. Calm down. It's flu. He's going to be fine, don't worry. I am worried. Something's up, I can tell. Well, it's just. It's just a big job that I told you about. What about it? Well, we're gonna have to turn it down, that's all. Which is fine. Why would you turn it down? Well, because the customer needs it done tomorrow and it's going to take both of us. Oh. So, yeah, yeah, obviously there's no way we're going to be missing seeing you, so that's that. It's fine. George. Honestly didn't even want to tell you about it. You should do it. Take the job. No. Yes. No. It's your birthday and. What? It's not like we can have a party, is it? You can't be turning customers down. You'll lose them forever. Look, if you feel that bad about it, I'll let you give me a cut of the money. Well, that's good of you. Look, we're not letting you spend your birthday alone, end of. I don't have to spend it alone. Look, I know you've got mates inside, but you should be with family. Yeah, and maybe there's a way I can be. Why would I bid so many of them when I haven't got any cards? Doesn't make any sense. Those are just conventions. Signals to your partner. But of course, you have to make sure you're speaking the same language to communicate with Miranda. It doesn't seem right. If you just listen, you'd understand. I have been listening and I don't understand. Bridge really doesn't make any sense. It will if you give it a chance. It's a complex game, but there are rich rewards to be had if you learn how to play properly. But how long will that take? I'm 81, for goodness sake. A few more lessons and the mists will begin to clear, as it were. You just need to be patient. Oh, you're a fine one to talk. What's that supposed to mean? Well, I have to say, Martin, I hadn't expected you to be such a bad tempered teacher. I think I've been very restrained in the circumstances. Scolding me when I put my cards down too slowly. I wasn't scolding you. Shall we carry on? I'm not sure I see the point. The point is you want to impress Miranda, don't you? Yes, yes, of course. But look, it's gone half four. And if I don't get back soon, she'll start asking questions. Anyway, you've given up enough of your Sunday. You and Pam don't want me getting in your way. No, no, no, it's all right. Pam's out with some friends tonight. Even so, I better go. Thank you, Martin. Thank you. I do appreciate you making the time. And I. I know I'm not the easiest student. To be honest with you, I just find the whole thing completely mystifying. It's like learning a new language. Yes. Yes, that's exactly what it's like. Like with languages. Practice makes perfect. What's all this? Why are you dragging me in here? I need to run something by you. Was that an idea? Oh, is this what you and Emma were whispering about just now? I thought you were about to bring out the birthday cake. I will do that in a minute. I want to ask you this first. How would you like to go and see George tomorrow? Well, he's expecting to see you, isn't he? Oh, no, no, it was his idea. He thinks that we should take the job and he wants you to visit him in our place. He's changing the visitor order as we speak. So what do you say, Eddie? Wish I could come with you. I wish you could and all. Are you sure? Edward? I feel bad, you and Emma missing seeing. We'll go next week. He sounded fine about it. Pleased even. I think he's keen to see that you're in good health. Really shook him up the idea that you were ill. Oh, well, then in that case, I better make sure I look me best, hadn't I? I don't want to overdo the cider this afternoon and have him think I'm under the weather. Oh, no, you need to be bright eyed and bushy tailed. Oh, I will be. Thank you, Edward. Well, as I say, it was George's idea. Even so, it's very generous of you and Emma. Let me go in your place. I know how much you wanted to see him. I'll make sure I'll give him a birthday hug from you. Thanks, dad. All right, Elizabeth. Oh, hello, Eddie. How's things? Oh, ticking along. How's Clary? Up and down. To be honest, it's the last day in the dairy Tomorrow. Oh, I see. She doesn't want to leave? No, I. Eddie, I was sorry to hear she didn't get an interview for the job at Casey Meats. Oh, thanks. Actually, now, don't tell Vince this, but I think Clary was secretly a bit relieved when she didn't make the short list. Ah. Not that she's squeamish. Far from it. Well, you know, I'm glad she's not too put out. And the rest of the family okay? Yeah, fine. Actually, I'm just on my way to visit our George. Oh. I'm feeling a bit nervous about it, tell you the truth. It's understandable. I didn't expect to. I mean, I've been visiting in prisons before. I know what to expect. But it feels different somehow being George. I can imagine. Six months since I saw him last. Our Ed would warn me he looks different. Bigger. He's been weightlifting, apparently. Well, that might be a good thing. You know, if he's exercising, taking care of himself. I just can't picture him in there. Will it be the same George underneath the muscles? Or will it be someone totally different? It will be George. Oh, I hope so. Yeah. I felt the same when Freddy was in prison. I could never get over how odd the whole thing was that I had to leave him there at the end of each visit. Came as such a shock every time. No, it don't seem right. The biscuits for George. Oh, yeah, his favorites. Chocolate digestive and Gary Baldies. Gary Baldies? Oh, yeah, he loves them. Well, me dad always liked a Gary Baldy. He used to slip them to the kids. That's lovely. Only Eddie, I don't think the prison will allow it. Oh, I know. I can't give anything to George. I was planning on. And in the mint, Even that. I think it's strictly no food. It's only a couple of packets of biscuits. Well, there's probably a vending machine in the visiting room. They had one where Freddy was. You could always buy him something from there. Oh, I've only got a five pound note. Hang on. I might be able to change that for you. Yeah. Here we are. 3, 4, 5. Yeah. There we go. Oh, thanks, Elizabeth. Not at all. I hope it goes well, Eddie. Oh, me too. Oh, Rochelle. Oh, how's it going? You enjoying your first day? Yeah, it's all right so far. I don't want to jinx myself, but seems pretty straightforward. Good. I like being on the packing line. I thought I might be bored, but you get into a rhythm with it, don't you? It's actually quite mindful. Great. And everyone's been so nice to is. They're a laugh, aren't they? Oh, I've just found out I'm doing your induction tour after lunch. Oh, great. I'm looking forward to it. Yeah. Oh, well, good. I'll see you later then. Yeah. Grandpa George. Oh, Happy birthday. Oh, it's good to see you, son. It's good to see you too. Oh. Oh, Edward was right. You have been doing some training. Those muscles are rock hard. Oh, there's nothing else to do in here. Sit down. You look well. So do you. You are well, aren't you? Of course I am. That was just Poppy and Kira trying to get you and your mom back together. Well, fair play, it worked. I'm glad. Me too. I did try to bring you some birthday biscuits, but the job's worth on. The door wouldn't let me leave them for you. Let me guess. Gary Baldis and Chocolate Digest. Thanks, Grandpa. Oh, the thought was there, I suppose. Oh, I've got change for the machine though, if you want something. I don't know what they've got. Maybe in a bit. I want to chat to you first. Tell me everything, what you've been up to. The market gossip. I want to know it all. Oh, well, now you're asking. Market's much the same as ever. That fella from Questions? Still leaving his trailer parked across the gate. So you have to walk all the way round. Yeah. You know, I saw him last week in the market cafe, complaining that they'd let his beans get too close to his bacon. He thinks he owns the place. He does. Is it me or are people staring at me? You're being paranoid, Grandpa. No, no. Look. A fella over there in the great tracksuit. Oh, that narrows it down. And that one. Ah, you mean Kai and Murphy? Well, don't worry about them. They're mates. Why are they looking at me like that? Probably because I've told them about you. Have you? Of course. About all your scams and that. They were proper impressed. Hey, you don't want to be shouting your mouth off in here, drawing attention to yourself. I'm not. We were just chatting, that's all. Long as you're keeping your head down. Of course I am. Good lad. You don't need to worry about me. I'm doing all right, really. I've got some good mates and I know who to steer clear of. Good. How are you doing? Good, yeah. Same old, same old. You're definitely not ill? Oh, definitely not. Fit as a fiddle. Look at me. Good. Keep it that way. I'll do my best. How's Grandma? Good. Yeah. Gutted about losing her job, I bet. Oh, take more than that to not, Clarie. You must be worried about money, though. Not yet. She's got the redundancy pay. Yeah, but that won't last long. Then what? We'll be all right. Edward and your mom are doing well with the tree surgery. I know, but they're worried too. I could tell when I spoke to them yesterday. I know. Mum would never have taken the job today unless she had to. Stop worrying. Things will pick up. Hey, I'm gonna see about filming that promotional video for the fella down the market this week. You know about the high vis jackets. That's great. But it won't be big money. No, every little helps. I want to help. Not more. Much you can do from in here. Maybe there is something I can do. See, I've had this idea and I think it might be a good one. They're so quick. Yeah, it's impressive, isn't it? I. I had no idea cutting up meat was so slick. Oh, yes. Yeah, they don't mess about. They're real artists, these guys. So that area we were in before, not. Not the killing room, the one with the Reggie. The Larry. Yes, that's it. Yeah. I was just wondering, do the animals stay there overnight before they're killed? Yeah, yeah, they're health checked by the vet too, before they go to slaughter. And then they have to go to the pleading area and then they come in here. Basically, yeah. Right. Sorry. I ask loads of questions, don't I? No, no, no, it's fine. It's great that you're so interested. Just trying to get it all straight in my head. I had no idea how it all worked, how much skill was involved. I mean, you don't, do you? No, no, no, I know what you mean. It's a massive operation. So how do you get to work in here then? In the cutting room? Yeah. Why, are you interested? I might be. I mean, not straight away, obviously. I know it's only my first day. Just thinking long term. Well, I reckon you're looking at 18 months training. 18 months? Really? Yeah, at least. I mean, look at them. To move a knife like that takes years of practice. Plus you need to know your way around a carcass. Right. It's not a bad career, though, if you wanted to go into it. Starting salary is about 600 quid a week. What about those workers over there? What are they doing? They're the trimmers, they cut all the fat and gristle from the meat. Most boners start out there learning how to sharpen and handle knives. I mean, if you want wanted, you could always start as a trimmer. Work your way up. Aye, yeah. Right. Unless anyone has any more questions. No. I'll take you back to the packing line. This way. Actually, Freddie, I'm just gonna nip to the ladies. Oh, okay. Do you want us to wait for. No, no, it's fine, it's fine. I know the way back. I'll see you at next. Later. Come on. Come on, you can do this. Biodegradable coffins, eh? Yeah. Cardboard, Willow, maybe some other materials too. They're becoming more and more poor popular. How do you know? My cellmate, Bono, his dad died. Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, he was in bits. He'd had cancer for a while, his dad. But Bono didn't think he was actually going to die while he was inside. He's due to get out next month and all. Oh, that's awful. Yeah, it was. But anyway, Bono, he got let out to go to the funeral, right? And when he came back, he was telling us about it. His dad was cremated in a cardboard coffin. Cardboard? I know. I thought it sounded a bit weird, but he said it was really nice. His sisters had decorated it, all their kids had drawn pictures on it and everyone had written stuff about him, you know, like memories and that. Oh, nice. Yeah. Anyway, for days after, it stayed in my head, the image of it. This coffin made out of cardboard with drawings and messages all over it. You know, like when kids break their arm and all their mates write on their cast. Yeah. And I thought, I wouldn't mind that when I die. Don't say that. No, but I wouldn't. I mean, you're only going in the ground or in a furnace, aren't you? Why shell out for mahogany or walnut or whatever when a cardboard box would do just as well. And it sounded nice, you know, more personal. A cardboard box, though. Don't look like a cardboard box, it just looks like a coffin. Proper, sturdy, Bono said. So I started to look into it and it's really taken off. More and more people want an eco friendly, sustainable, affordable option. It must be a lot cheaper than wood, I suppose. And if people don't want cardboard, there's other materials. Willow's a good one. Bamboo, leather, even. So what are you saying? You want to start on eco coffin business? Exactly. I don't think no one supplies them in the area. So if we set up, we could get in with all the local funeral parlors and crematoriums and that corner the market. But is there money in it? Course there is. And constant demand. I mean, death comes to us all, don't it? I suppose it does. Oh, hi, darling. How was your day? Yeah, fine. Oh, what are you cooking? Pad crapao. Say again? Stir fried pork mince with chili basil and green beans. There's a recipe in the Sunday paper. Well, it sounds good. Can you save me some? I've got nets. Will do. You've just missed Vince. He said Rochelle's first day seemed to go well. Oh, did he? Yeah, he said he caught up with her at lunchtime and she seemed to be enjoying it. Right. Yeah, well, I mean, she's certainly enthusiastic. Well, that's good, isn't it? Yes, suppose. Oh, before I forget, Vince left those papers on the table. He said, would you pass them on to Rochelle? She'll be there tonight, won't she? Butchery training. Vince said she was interested in finding out a bit more about it. Yeah, she was. I didn't know she'd talk to the big boss about it, though. Where is he anyway? Isn't he staying for pad crap pal? Yeah, no, he was going to, but then he remembered he's visiting a farm on the other side of Birmingham at the crack of dawn tomorrow for near this academy thing. So it made more sense for him to go home. Right. Why did you want to speak to him? No, no, no. Everything's all right though, isn't it? Everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be? No reason. Better get changed. Yes, you've got it. Have I? Oh, I thought you were about to tell me off for leading with the wrong suit. No, no, no. You won the trick, so you can choose the next suit. Oh, good. I'll go with diamonds, then. I've got diamonds coming out of my ears. You can't say that. Well, what difference does it make? If I play diamonds, you'll know I've got diamonds. I'll presume so, yes. But you're not permitted to say it. Why not? God, that's the problem with this game. Seem to be rules for rules sake. Oh, not this again. How we do a tea break, do you think? Oh, good idea. I'll put the kettle on. It's all just so unnecessarily complicated. Oh, my. What the. Brian. Martin, what's wrong? Good Lord. Where's all this water coming from? There, Look. Someone's pushed my hose pipe through the letterbox. Martin, you go and get some tiles Quick, where's your outside tap? Uh huh. So Eddie said George was on good form. Yes, in very good spirits, he said. Oh, well, that's good. Oh, I hate to think of him having his birthday in there. And I know Emma felt awful not seeing him, but it was good that Eddie went. Carrie. What? Oh, sorry. Yes, he looked Mario's away. Oh, I was just thinking. You know, I've really loved this. What, your cheese and pickle? No, this. Me and you sitting out here chatting on our lunch break, eating our sandwiches and drinking our tea. I knew what you meant. Lovely, isn't it? That ice cream will be ready for churning. Oh, yeah, I suppose you better go. This will be the last time I ever churn ice cream. Most likely. Funny, isn't it? What is? They take these things for granted. Churning ice cream. Yes. All these years you just churn away. It never occurs to you that one day you'll be doing it for the last time. Clara, you'll drive yourself mad. Hello. You two look like you're enjoying the weather. Oh, we were just about to go back in. Oh, no rush. Finish your tea. I'll go in and get started. No, it's all right, Helen. Just because it's my last day don't mean I'm going to shirk my responsibilities. Come on, Susan. Yeah, I'm coming. She's no better. See what I mean? Oh dear, I feel awful. Now, come on, Helen. You had no choice but to let her go, you know that. But it doesn't make me feel any better when I look up and see Clary crying into the yogurt. No. Maybe we should do the surprise sooner rather than later. Yeah, maybe. Well, I. I just need to go and finish in the packing shed and I'll be over in an hour. Can do it then. It's no good. Everything's still soaking. We're just sloshing it about. I just can't understand who'd have done such a thing. That's obvious, isn't it? Is it? Clearly someone from all those protesters has found out that I'm on the board of Borsicher Water. Ah, yeah, I suppose that is possible. People are very upset. I'm very upset. This floor is engineered wood. It isn't supposed to get wet at all. I know, I know, Martin. It's awful. Awful, sir. But if we can just get it as dry as possible and then air it, that should help. It's criminal damage, pure and simple. These people are so damn self righteous, they think you can do whatever they want no matter the Consequences. But there will be consequences. They won't get away with this. This is my house. This is my house. Brian. Martin. Sorry. Okay, okay, look. Come on now. Come on. I'll put the kettle on. Why have we stopped? Cuz I don't like to leave the yogurt too long. It'll want mixing. Forget the yogurt for a minute, Clary. Everything's under control. This is important. Yes, it is. So put a sock in it. Oh, very nice. Just stop talking in and listen. Thank you, Susan. Now, Clary, we couldn't let your last day pass without. Without marking how important you are. Not just to the dairy, but to Bridge Farm as a whole. Oh. So we wanted to give you a little something. Is it Susan? Here you are. From all of us. Look at this. I told you, didn't we, to fuss. I know you did, but we ignored that because you deserve a fuss. Go on, open it. What's this? What's it? Oh, a knitting subscription box. Oh, how thoughtful. Well, hopefully you might get a little bit more time to yourself over the next few weeks. And we know how much you love knitting. I do. You'll get a box a month for the next six months. What a lovely idea. And wine. Oh, it's a lower Loxley one. It's the English sparkling. Elizabeth told me it's their best seller. Thank you. And chocolates as well. And this. Oh, my. That is a big card. Oh, it's signed by all our customers and suppliers. We printed all the messages out and stuck them in. What a lovely thing. Thank you, all of you. I'll read it properly later with my glass of sparkling wine and one of the handmade chocolates. And I just wanted to say, well, thank you, Clary, for everything. I'll miss you very much. We all will. And I really hope we can still be friends. Of course we can. Good. Come here. Thank you. Sorry. Look at me. It's just. Well, it's a very emotional day. Certainly is. Well, that just maybe. But now I really better get back to the yogurt. Don't worry about that. No, I mean it. I'm not having it on record that I let Standard slip on my last shift. We all need to get back to work. Come on. Chop chop. I'm really sorry, Brian. It's just been quite a difficult few months. The sewage, you mean? I suppose you'll find out soon enough. Pam's leaving me. Leaving you? Yep. She's met someone else? No, our gardener, Dominic. He's 42. Oh, I'm sorry, Martin. It's not your Fault. It's my fault. Truth be told, things haven't been right between us for years. Pam wanted to talk about it, go to counseling, sort it out. And I. Well, I didn't. See. I said to Pam, you're overreacting. All marriages go through their peaks and troughs. You just have to wait it out. Pam said she thought we'd been in a trough for a long time, but we'd booked to go to Tuscany in the summer. So I thought, well, if we could just get to that, we'd be all right. I can understand that. But then she started going to the gym and hiking at the weekends. I think I knew, really, but I was in denial. And she tells me she's leaving. I mean, even so, it must have been a shock. Yes, it was. It was a massive shock. I still can't believe it. I feel completely lost. Yeah. So a hose pipe through your door was the last thing you needed? It did send me over the edge somewhat, yes. Understandably. I mean, I know that people are angry, but really ruining my hall flooring won't make a difference one way or the other. I might be on the board, but that doesn't mean I can click my fingers and sort. The water infrastructure. The plans are in place. In fact, the work scheduled. You know what it's like trying to get past all the inevitable red tape. Absolutely. But I suppose there's not much comfort to the people who are flooded. Oh, I know, I know. Not that that justifies this kind of reckless action. Of course it doesn't. No. I should call the police, report it. Police? Yes, it's a crime, after all. Yeah. Yeah. But perhaps we should hang fire. Why don't you let me make a few inquiries first? What sort of inquiries? Do you have an idea who did this? No, no, no, but I. I know a few people loosely connected to this protest group. Very loosely. Let me see if I can find something out. All right, then. I felt sorry for the people affected by the sewage spillage. Of course I did. I said at a board meeting recently, we have not done enough. We need to take urgent action on this. But now, just leave it with me. And. You know, Martin, What I'm really sorry to hear. Been going through a hard time. Why don't you come over for supper one night this week? Thank you, Brian. That would be very nice. What about my keys? Helen never said what to do with them. Oh, yeah. I suppose you can leave them with me. Right, There you go. There. Unless you want to do it. Yeah, all right. I can do one Last time? No. Oh, Clara. I'm sorry, Susan, I just. I don't want to go. Well, we don't have to go yet. We could just stay here. What, all night? I'm game if you are. Might get a bit cold, though. Oh, Susan. I have loved working with you, you know. I've loved working with you too. We've had some laughs, haven't we? We have good memories. Yeah. Oh, what are we like? I mean, we're family. We'll still see plenty of each other. Yeah. Won't be the same, though, will it? No. Be the same. Oh, Clary. No, I'm fine. Well, I'm not. But I will be. Goodness knows there's worse things than being made redundant. And I ain't got a choice, so I've just got to get on with it. I think it's time to go. Yay. I'm Zing Singh. And I'm Simon Jack. And together we host Good Bad Billionaire, the podcast exploring the lives of some of the world's richest people. In the new season, we're setting our sights on some big names. Yep, LeBron James and Martha Stewart, to name just a few. And as always, Simon and I are trying to decide whether we think they're good, bad or just another billionaire. That's Good Bad Billionaire from the BBC World Service. Listen now, wherever you get your BBC podcasts. Oh, hello, Helen. Hi. Natasha's just made me this delicious matcha latte. That does look nice. I don't know where Tom is. He's not in the packing shed. Isn't he planting beetroot this morning? Oh, yes, of course he is. Never mind, I'll ask Natasha. I just need to know what time they need us later. Why? What's happening later? Oh, nothing really. They wanted to go to the cinema in Felpersham, so we're having the children film. Can't think when I last went to the cinema. Anytime you want to, I'm very happy to babysit. Thanks. Right, better get back to the dairy. Susan's on her own. How is it over there without Carrie? Strange. Doesn't feel right. It will feel odd. She's been there for so long. At least we managed to give her a good send off. We did, didn't we? Yeah, I think we did. She was very pleased with the present. As long as there's no hard feelings. Hot. Oh, hey, Brian. I'd like a word, please. Brian, is everything all right? No, I'm afraid not. Ah, there you are. Oh, I'm looking everywhere for you. I've been all over the farm. Why? What's the matter? Nothing. Just got back from pricing that job and popped in for a cup of tea. Was worried when I couldn't find you. Well, I don't know why? Well, I just thought that. Oh, never mind. What you doing? Trying to tackle this. The pigs die. How do you mean? Look at it. It's chock full of stuff. Stuff that Eddie promised me he'd taken to the tip months ago. Remember when Miles rang, said we'd empty that barn? Oh, yeah, yeah. And then dad thought he'd try his hand at being an antique dealer. Yeah, before he had to accept that it was all a load of old junk. Yes, he was meant to have got rid of all this rubbish, but it looks like he's just shifted it from the barn to the pig sty. So I've been emptying it. Looks like quite a job. Well, got nothing else to do, have I? No. But, you know, it's your first day off in forever. Do you really want to spend it emptying a pigsty when you could be taking it easy for a change? Not really. But I'm better off keeping busy. And it needs to. All right, then. Surely you need a tea break. Honestly, Edward, I'm fine. Stop fussing, would you? Have you eaten this morning? You know I don't have breakfast first thing. It's nearly 11. You can't be lugging stuff about if you've had nothing to eat. Come on, Mum. Come inside. I'll do us a bacon butty and a cup of. Come on. Oh, I don't believe this. Well, yes, it's shocking. I mean, a hose pipe shoved through someone's letterbox. It's an act of vandalism. It's an attack, really. No, that's not what I meant. Brian, what's shocking is that you have got the nerve to charge over here and interrogate my mum like this. Do you seriously think she had anything to do with it? Not personally, no, of course not. But I do want whether it was someone involved in your protest. Oh. Seems fairly likely to me that whoever's behind this was someone who's angry about Borsitcher water. Brian, I'm very sorry to hear about what happened to Martin. It sounds awful. Yes, it was. It was very upsetting. Not to mention the damage, because I think his hall flooring might be ruined. But I am quite sure that no one connected with our peaceful protest would have done such a thing. Really? Yes, really. How can you be so sure? I beg your pardon? With all due respect, you don't know everyone who attended, do you? Any one of them could have decided to take things further. You're right. But I'm not quite sure what you want me to do. You know Martin wants to call the police, Brian. Are you threatening my mum, Helen? No, of course not. It certainly sounds like you are. The way you are speaking to her is totally unacceptable. All right, Helen? Actually, having had to scrub the dairy free of sewage not once but twice, I can understand someone not Mum, but someone being angry enough to take action. Oh, really? What, someone like you? Now you're being ridiculous. Look, I think we all need to calm down. No, I'm perfectly calm. I'm just saying that the lack of action by Borsucha water is making a lot of people angry, not to mention frightened. Are you really surprised that someone's expressed that? Oh, forget it. Well. You all right, Helen? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I just saw red. Oh, good, you're still here. Where else would I be? I just thought you might have gone back to finish the pigsty. Oh, I can't be bothered with that now. Your dad can deal with it at the weekend. It's his mess, after all. We all love that. How was your bacon sandwich? What? Oh, yes, good, thanks. Oh, for goodness sake. What's the matter? I keep dropping stitches. Oh, sorry. It's me distracting you. No, it's me. I'm useless. I can't concentrate properly. Sorry. Look, I'll shut up. Do you want a cup of tea? Oh, yes. Okay. Thank you. Okay. Oh, blast. Look at that. It's more holes than wool now. It's no good. I'll have to start again. No, no, don't undo it all. No, I'm sure it'll be fine. It won't be fine. It's a mess, so I need to start again. It's a very straightforward pattern. I don't know what's wrong with me. Nothing's wrong with you, Mum. But listen, it doesn't matter. It's only knitting. I'm aware it's only knitting, Edward, and I can't even get that right. Helen was right to get shot of me from the dairy because it's clear I'm good for absolutely nothing. Look, don't say that, Mum. Hello, Brian. Oh, hello, Pat. Expect to see you at Bridge Farm again today? No, I'm meeting Kate. She wanted to come here because apparently Natasha does a vegan panini or something. Oh, she does? Yes. Roasted vegetables. It's very good. Oh, Kate certainly seems to think so. Pat, I'm sorry if I offended you. That wasn't my intention. I wasn't offended. And I'm sorry things got a bit heated. Helen's really been through it recently. We all have. Yeah, I'm sure. But I don't want to fall out with you. I don't want to fall out with you either. I meant what I said. I can understand your thinking, but I really don't believe that any of the people from our protest would have attacked Martin's house. Not for one second. They just wouldn't. No. Well, I'll take your word for it. Really. Really? Yeah. I mean, I do trust you, Pat, but the fact remains that someone did it, and it does seem likely that it was someone with a grudge. That doesn't necessarily mean it's related to Borsicher Water, though, does it? It's a bit of a coincidence otherwise. Is it? I mean, without making any assumptions, it might be possible that someone might target Martin for another reason. After all, he's got connections with lots of different organizations. Well, yes, or it just could have been a random prank. It does happen. I suppose it's possible. Doesn't negate how distressing it must have been for Martin, of course. No, he was very upset by it. It's a good job you were there when it happened. Yes. Yeah, it was sheer chance, really. I mean, the point is, Pat, Martin really doesn't deserve this. No, of course. No one deserves to have their home attacked like this. You know, I'd have thought that someone like Martin Gibson would have had one of those video doorbells. Oh, yes, he does. He does. Only his WI FI was down, so it hadn't recorded. Oh, it's a shame. Yes. Still, he's determined to catch whoever did it. I can understand him feeling like that, but don't fancy his chances. Oh, what's cooking? Oh, honest stew. We had that lamb one to juicing up. Well, it smells great, whatever it is. You don't need to tread on eggshells, Edward. Don't I? No, I've calmed down now. I'm fine. Okay. Well, that's good. I was out of order before. I shouldn't have exploded like that. Like you said, was only knitting. Silly to get in such a state over a few dropped stitches. Well, it's okay to to lose your rag once in a while. Everyone does. And it wasn't only knitting, was it? No, it wasn't. Oh, I set out this morning full of plans to be productive, do all the things I don't usually have time for. But that's the thing. Now I've got time. It's all I can see. Time stretching ahead of me. Nothing to fill it. I know Eddie thinks I should enjoy it and put my feet up. It's not as easy as that. Not when you've always worked. No. I don't know what to do with myself, Edward. I was good at working in the dairy, doing the ice cream and the yoghurt. There was a rhythm to it. I knew exactly what to do and when to do it. I didn't realise I'd feel so lost without it. It's bound to take a bit of getting used to. But that's the thing. I don't want to get used to it. I want to work. Well, what about that video Dad's been murdering about? What video? It was a promotional video for George. I think it's for high vis jackets, he was saying. I mean, Brad was meant to be doing it, but he's too busy with his course. Oh, yeah, that does ring a bell. What about it? Well, Dad's talking about producing it himself. I mean, you could help him. Well, film a video for social media. I wouldn't know where to start. Well, neither does Dad. I bet you'd work it out between the two of you. It's not just about Summit to keep me occupied, though. I need to be earning. We're a wage down and we're going to start to feel it soon. Something'll come up. Ah, that's what your dad keeps saying. But will it? Most jobs these days want basic it. Even working in the pub. You've got a computer for a till. That's why the dairy was perfect. But now that's all gone. Oh, Mom. Hello, M. Joy. Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I did wonder if I should knock on the door. Then I felt ridiculous knocking on the door of my own house with me key in my hand. No, no, of course. Sorry. I'm a bit. It's a shock. I can see that. I should have rung ahead. It's fine. That's very good of you to say, but it's not fine, is it? None of this is fine. Well, not fine, no. But, Joy, I'm so glad to see you. I mean, to see you. Can I hug you? Of course you can. Cowboy hats. That's right, Rochelle. We love party hats. Oh, sorry, I don't think we stock any kind of hats. We've got some party bags. No, no, that wouldn't work. What do you need hats for so urgently? Don't Ask. We're making a promotional film. This client wants a safety video making. My dad thinks it'll be fun to intercut the serious bits with footage of us line dancing. Hence the cowboy hat. Oh, it doesn't have to be line dancing. Hey, maybe you could do some of your Travolta moves from MS.40. What? Right, we better get going. Sorry I couldn't help. Oh, not to worry. Oh, and say hi to your mom, won't you? I would, but she's away at the moment. Must be her double we saw driving through the village then. When Was this? About 10 minutes ago. I'm sure it was Joy. She was headed towards Beechwood. She must be back then. Hearing Rochelle say those things, I just had to get out. I panicked. I. I didn't know where I was going till I found myself on the motorway heading north. I did wonder. I didn't stop till I got to see him. Do you know it? I passed through it once or twice when I was working on the shows. It's a lovely place. Aye, it is. And it's been kind to me. It's where I went when I needed to build myself back up after. After everything. You don't have to tell me if you don't want. I do have to tell you, Mickey. I have to find a way to live with it. So I have to tell you. Oh, Joey. It's okay. I'm all right. Really, I am. So I got married to Peter in 1978. We were both very young. Too young to know what we were getting ourselves into. It wasn't a good marriage for lots of reasons, but mainly because Peter just wasn't a very nice person. I thought he was, but he wasn't. Oh, forever belittling me, making me doubt my own judgment. And if I ever questioned him, it was me who was the crazy one. Sounds awful. Yeah, I thought it was normal. Just part and parcel of being married. Then we had Rochelle, and for a while, everything was. Well, it was lovely, actually. Peter seemed to back off and leave me to it. And I didn't mind being left to it because I had this perfect baby girl. She was everything. But as she got older, Peter got worse again. Putting me down all the time, telling me I was ugly and useless in front of Rochelle. He started having affairs right under my nose. Taunted me with it. By the end, he had me ironing shirts for his dates. I knew he'd been unfaithful, but that's something else. What a piece of work. Ay, but still, I thought he loved Me? I thought we were going through a bad patch. Oh, joy. So when he told me he was leaving me, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I fell apart, Mick. No wonder. I lost my grip. Couldn't cope. What I'm trying to say, Mick, is that everything Rochelle said was true. I had a breakdown. Only I didn't know it was a breakdown and I didn't seek any help. I couldn't. Didn't know what day it was. I wasn't able to parent Rochelle in the way she deserved. Or in any way at all, really. Poor you. It was like I just stopped being able to function. Couldn't get out of bed. Didn't brush me teeth in weeks. I'd just lie there, staring. Hours would pass and I'd no idea. It sounds like you weren't in your right mind. I wasn't. But that doesn't change the fact that I neglected Rochelle. What about her father? It sounds like he neglected her and all. Walking out on a pair of you. Aye, he did. He walked out without a backward glance. I don't know how these men get away with it. I don't. But that doesn't let me off the hook. I let Rochelle down badly. And it. Well, it was catastrophic for her. She's all right. She's not all right. That's the point. No, I know. Sorry. I thought of her getting myself up in the morning, putting herself to bed at night. When she was little, I used to give her a clean pair of jamas every night. Peter said it was unnecessary, but I liked her going to bed fresh and clean after a bath. And suddenly there was no one there to wash her jammers, her bedding, her clothes. Joy. Months went by that I have no memory of at all. It's like a blank. And then one day, my neighbour was trying to raise me because our house alarm was going off. Sue, her name was, took one look at me and rang the gp. Thank goodness for Sue. The GP put me on antidepressants and put me on a waiting list for therapy. The therapist was out near see him and I got into this routine of going to see her and then walking miles up and down the beach, just crying and crying, trying to make sense of what had happened. And you got better? I did. Aye, eventually. But by that time, Rochelle was long gone. She'd moved into a squat in town. It wasn't your fault, Joy. No, but it wasn't hers either. You know, it wasn't till she said the things she said a couple of weeks back that I really understood the damage I'd done and have to accept that I can't undo it. But I have to live with that. I don't know what to say. I understand if it's too much. What do you mean? It's not what you signed up for. You thought I was this straightforward, carefree sort of woman when you met me. Joy, I love you. I love the person you really are underneath it all. I'm really sorry this happened to you. But it doesn't change how I feel about you. If anything, it makes me love you even more that you faced something so horrific and came through it. I think you're fantastic. As long as you want me, I'm not going anywhere. Stay safe with high vis jackets from Borsenshire Workwear Supplies. So, what do you think? Yes, it's. It's. There were some very nice shots of the farm. Yeah, you know, there were. It's not very good, is it? I'm sorry, Eddie. It's really, really bad. It's not funny. This is for George. Exactly. If you send this, word will get around that he doesn't know what he's doing. It really is us who don't know what we're doing, doing. And why would we? Eddie? We don't know the first thing about filming and editing your choreography. Maybe not, but this fella's waiting for his video. What am I gonna tell him? More to the point, what am I gonna tell George? That'll be Rochelle. It's okay, love. She'll understand. All right. Hello, Rochelle. Hello, ma'am. What's for tea? Can we sit down, please, Rochelle? Have a chat? If you like. I want to say that I'm sorry. I've explained to Mick that what you told him was the truth. Am I supposed to be grateful? Just hear your mum out, yeah? No, you don't have to be grateful. It's the bare minimum you should be able to expect. It happened exactly like you said it did. So you admit you lied? Yes. I pushed it down that far that I just couldn't accept it. And I ran away. But I do accept it now. And I know I can never take it back. No, you can't. I'd love nothing more than to go back in time and change things so that you didn't have to go through that. Rochelle. I thought it was my fault. Of course it wasn't your fault. Since the day I was born, it was you and me against the world. And then my dad left us, and that was it. You were gone. I mean, you were still there. But I couldn't reach you. I knew I couldn't rely on my dad, but you. You were my mam. I was very, very unwell. What am I supposed to do with that? Nothing. I just want you to know. And I really hope that we can start again. Rebuild our relationship properly this time. How? Well, it'll take time and talking. Okay. Should we start with how I used to hang around my mates houses till tea time, hoping their mams would ask us to stay for tea because I knew there'd be none for me at home? Or how every night I'd stand outside your room listening out to check you are still breathing. And then I'll just forgive and forget, will I? No. But we have to process it somehow. Come to terms with it. How do I come to terms with it, ma'am? Tell me. You have every right to be angry. Do you mind if I. Of course. Go ahead, Mick. Right. Maybe now is a good time to start again. Because it strikes me that both of you are in a pretty good place. You've managed to face your demons, Joy and Rochelle. You've made a new start in Hambridge. You've got a new job. Mafia Rochelle. That's great. What are you doing? She started work at Casey Meats. They're very impressed with her, by all accounts. Talking of promotion already. Isn't that right, Rochelle? At Caseymeats. I'll get that. That'll be Azra for a package. You're working in an abattoir? Yeah. And you're a vegan. A job's a job. Even so. Have you seen how hard it is out there? Beggars can't be choosers. I know it's hard, but I. Nothing I do will ever be good enough for you. What? That's not what. I'm just confused, that's all. What's confusing? I've got a job. I'm sorting myself out so I can be a proper man to Harper and know I like you. Wanted. And that's great, pet. I'm just surprised, that's all. I'm sorry. How you finding it? Fine. I'm only in packing, so it's just like working in any other factory. I don't like that it's meatballs, but needs must. Well done, pet. Sorry. How are you two getting on? Oh, yeah. We've kissed and made up. All sorted. What do you think? We're not quite there yet. No, but we've made a start. That's the main thing. Joey, you're back. Oh, hi, Elizabeth. You just made it. Oh, Bet you curse people like me, don't you? Of course not. I'll be quick, I promise. It just occurred to me I should pick up some snacks. These meetings always run more smoothly when there are biscuits on offer. What meeting? Oh, planning for the Village VE Day commemoration. Haven't you heard? They've asked me to lead the meeting because of the research we've done for the Lower Loxley exhibition. Oh, I see. Anyway, yeah, Mick said you were visiting friends. Well, I hope you had good weather. It's been quite spring like here. Did you go anywhere nice? See him? Only it wasn't a holiday as such. Actually. I needed a bit of time and space to get things straight in me head. Oh, this isn't common knowledge, by the way. Oh, Joy. You've been having a bad time of it. Things have been a bit tricky, yes. Since Rochelle arrived. Yeah. Oh. Not that I haven't been happy to have her back in me life. I have. But. What is it? Complicated? It is. A lot happened in the past that we've never dealt with. You see, mine and Rochelle's relationship has never really recovered from something that happened a long time ago. It was bound to blow up sooner or later. Sounds like you've really been through it. You could say that. But, you know, I was rotating the crumpets this afternoon, and I realized that I'm much better equipped to deal with things. Things? These days, Believe it or not, my mental health hasn't always been in the robust state it is today. Snap. So, you know. Did it help getting away? Yes. But now I'm back with a lot of work to do. Rochelle and me. You'll get there. I hope so. Anyway, you came in for biscuits, not a sob story. Well, I did come in for biscuits, but I'm very pleased to have seen you. I hope things turn a corner soon. Thanks. It's been nice to be back in here today, actually. It's amazing how therapeutic stacking shelves can be. Well, you know, if it's a distraction you need, I might be able to help. Oh, Freddy. Any news on school dinners? Yeah, still waiting for the Academy Trust to come back to us. A pint of Zero, please, Jolene. Coming up, my former captain, Please, Jolene. Oh, no hard feelings, my darling. They're interested, though. Yeah, really interested, Ben. I hope it happens. It'd be great for us. Great for you farmers. And for the climate, too. Well, we've all got to do our bit, haven't we? And goodness knows farmers need all the help they can get at the moment. Do I feel Another rant coming on. I don't rant. Oh, right. Well, it must have been someone else I heard this morning droning onto Mum about the price of feed. It's astronomical. What is? $4.50. Thanks, Freddie. Our input costs. Thanks, Jenny. Well, everything's more expensive these days, isn't it? Yep. But my point is that farmers are being hit from all sides. On top of the increased input prices, there's the inheritance tax changes. If they bring those in, farmers will be on their knees. The farm tax. Oh, God, it's inhuman. You can see the strength of feeling on the protest. Hi, Brian. Evening. All partly shires, Brian. Oh, thanks, Jodie. Yeah, you just watch lots of farmers end up selling up. What will that do for national food security? It's a disaster waiting to happen. I was talking to a farmer visiting the abattoir the other day and he was seriously worried about it all. Everyone just feels completely blindsided. Small and medium families, farms all over the country will disappear. It's desperately unfair. Is it, though? Is it what? Unfair. I mean, isn't the whole policy designed to make things more fair, not less? How is this more fair? Well said, Ben. I'm sorry, but I agree. Farmers should have to pay their way like the rest of us. Thanks for inviting me tonight. You were right. It was a good distraction. It should be me thanking you. You've come up with most of the ideas on the list so far. I'm not talking too much, Emma, Joy. Of course not. Wish I could say the same about Richard Thwaite. He's on one, isn't he? Everything he suggests is way off. It's like you were saying, we need to be careful to hit the right note with this. It can't be an out and out party. No, not with so many lives still being devastated. And when you think of it like that, you start to wonder, should we be doing anything at all as a village for VE Day? But I believe it's important to mark what happened, honour the lives lost and the people who fought. And it's a celebration of peace. Really? Yes. And Hope Beacon on Lakey Hill will be lovely. Hopeful, reflective, thoughtful. It's a great idea, Joy. Well, thank you. I'm glad you think so. I'm perfectly calm. I'm just surprised to hear that my son thinks farmers have an easy ride of it. I didn't say that, Dad. I am allowed to have a different opinion. And you've never actually asked me what I think. But. Go on then, Ben, tell us. I sympathize with farmers of Course. Lucky ass. And I know personal perspective. The changes wouldn't be great. Exactly. I mean, if you're not careful, mate, you'll talk yourself out of any inheritance at all. But things are desperate out there. Schools, hospitals, infrastructure. Everyone is seriously short of money. And farmers use all those things, don't they? So why shouldn't they pay tax like everyone else does? Pay tax? Yeah, but farmers get benefits, too. Yes, and you've all been getting our tax money and farm subsidy for years. Come on, Jolene. You're completely oversimplifying. Even under the changes, they're only asking for half of what the rest of us will pay in inheritance tax. And nothing at all on the first 3 million, innit? So surely smaller farms will be all right? Yeah, it sounds like a lot when you put it like that, but it's not really that straightforward. I know small farms that won't get anywhere near that allowance. Not with the price of land as it is. I didn't even know farmers never paid inheritance tax. Tell all this was in the news. If I owned this place outright and wanted to pass it on to Fallon, she'd have to pay full whack. Only if it met the threshold. Hypothetically, though, this has come as a huge shock to. Brutal shock. And don't think Brookfield's safe because we aren't. Ruth and I run as a partnership, so if one of us dies, the bill would be nearly a million. We couldn't possibly pay that. It's over time, though, isn't it? Yeah, but for us, that would be £90,000 a year for 10 years. Right? It's near enough. £200 an acre every damn year for a decade. We're not saying it isn't difficult, but the fact is, we all have to pay tax. Farmers would still be paying a lot less than the rest of it. Isn't a direct comparison. I better go. Oh. Oh, I see. Light the touch paper and back away. I'm late to meet Zainab. Oh, how convenient. Go on, then. Off you go. Now we know whose side you're on. I'm not on any side. Actually. I'd better get back to have a nice evening. Thanks, Jolene. Yeah, you're welcome, my darling. Well, I think I need a large Scotch after that. Good idea. So why don't you sit it down? I'll bring him over. Ooh, that looks good. What flavor? Pepperoni, of course. Go on, then. Hey. Y. Y. Yay. Come on. You know what would go well with this? Yeah, A beer. But we're out Ah, we're not. I'm sure there were two left. Yep, there we are. Behind the mill. Nice work. So where have you been? Out. With Vince? No, no, I went to a meeting in the village hall with Joy. Vince is at home tonight. Right. Fred, are you all right? Yeah, fine. Why are you being strange all of a sudden? Oh, Mum, I don't know if I should say. It might be nothing. I think Vince likes Rochelle, so. Oh, you mean. Yeah. I think he might have a thing for you. Hey, I'm serious. I know you are. I'm sorry, Freddie. It's just funny the idea of Vince having a crush on Rochelle. Look, darling, I don't think there's anything to worry about. Well, you haven't seen them together. She's always around him and he's, you know, he's really nice to her. What if there is something going on? I'm sorry you got drawn into all that. I had no idea Ben felt that way. Well, I like to think he'll see it differently when you all sit down with the accountant and talk about it. Yeah. Brookfield's been in the family for three generations. The thought of having to sell it after all the work we put into the land. Well, you need to bring the children into the partnership, like we have at Home Farm. Are they ready for that? I mean, they've got all their own stuff going on. Well, quite. I mean, I'm in a similar position, to tell you the truth. I've got no natural air. I. I confess I buried my head in the sand somewhat. I suppose that's what we've done too. Which seems ridiculous, but, you know, life is so busy on the farm. There's never time to sit down and really think about all this. No, but we need to. And sooner rather than later, because the changes are due to come in next year. Ben. Hello. Hi, dad. Hi, Ben. I just realized I've got the car. Oh, you have, haven't you? Yeah. You weren't counting on me for a lift back, were you? What if I was? Are you gonna swing back and get me? I mean, yeah, sure, if you want. No, it's fine. I'll make my own way. Yeah. Yes, Ben. Okay. Are you still annoyed? No. You sound annoyed. I'm not. Look, I'm sorry I disagreed with you. I'm not annoyed because you disagreed with me. Although it was a bit of a shock and, well, a bit public, but no, I don't think you've grasped the seriousness of the situation. Patronizing much? I've read a lot about It. I can see both sides. Of course. I know there's no easy answers. No. Well, that's true enough, but I don't want to fall out with you over it. Oh, don't worry. I haven't disinherited you yet. Well, it's not that ridiculous. I mean, it does happen. And Vince is, you know, rich and powerful, not to mention attractive. Yeah, if you say so. And maybe she's paid him some attention and he's liked it. And. Look, I don't think Rochelle is interested in Vince. She might be. It's possible. But even if she was, I don't think Vince is interested in her. He gave her a lift home the other day. Perhaps it was just a lift home. Maybe. Look, Freddy, between you and me, and this really must stay between us, okay? Joy hasn't told me a lot, but I do know there were difficulties in Rochelle's childhood. And since then, you know, she struggled. Right. Vince is aware of this? As I say, we don't know much. Although Joy did say a little bit more tonight. But Vince is keen to give Rochelle a chance, you see. I didn't know that. No, I know. Yeah, it actually kind of makes sense, you know? In what way? Well, Rochelle, she's, you know, kind of nice, but weirdly enthusiastic and intense. Well, I think she's desperate to make a good impression. You can understand that, can't you? What? Feeling like I need to prove myself because of things that happened in my past. What gives you that idea? I didn't mean that, but yes. So you get it, don't you? Yeah. So maybe go easy on her. Give her a bit of a break. Sure. Not. Not that I wasn't already, but. But you're right. She deserves a chance. Hi, Greg. Hi, Greg. Hi, Greg. I'm Greg foots and my BBC Radio 4 show, sliced bread is back to investigate more of your suggested wonder products and find out if the latest fads really deliver on their bold claims. It just seems a bit too good to be true. Once again, I'll be talking to the experts and separating the science fact from the marketing fiction. They're duped into thinking that it's something that has a degree of scientific rigour when it just doesn't. From jet lag products and home allergy tests to how a plant based banger compares to a regular meat sausage. Some tasted like cardboard. Sliced bread with me, Greg Foote. 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