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In the ancient city of Patara, the capital of what's recognized to be the world's first democratic system, discover the heritage of none other than Santa Claus. Oh, sorry, we meant Saint Nicholas, who was actually from Anatolia, not the North Pole. Patara's also home to the longest beach in Turkey, where Careta careta turtles come out to play. Experience even more history along the St. Paul Trail through mountains and forests, follow the same route the saint took on his first missionary journey. Nowadays, it's also a trail for the energy gel lovers. A bike tour around here is definitely set to work up a sweat. So there you have it. Turkey is med flavor history, St. Paul and St. Nick. Time to start packing. You're listening to the archers omnibus from BBC Radio 4. Go on, have that last bit. Oh, I don't think I can. I'm stuffed. Go on. You like my trickle tart? I've already had two platefuls and. And custard. I'll explode. Go off pop. What? That's what dad used to say. If I eat any more, I'll go off pop. Don't you remember it? No. It sounds a bit nasty. Messy for sure. Nobody ever does go off pop, though, do they? Oh, shut up, Eddie. Take no notice, George. Mind you, them jeans you've got on look tight enough already. You bet they are. Are you calling my grandson fat? No, I'm not. Sounds like it to me. They're my favorite jeans. First time I've had them on since I've been back. I thought they'd be all right because they used to be pretty loose. Yeah, it's all that working out. You've been doing Yeah, I know. All them squats. I've changed shape. I could hardly get these on over my thighs. Amber says I look like a wrestler. Oh, shame she couldn't come for a dinner. I know, but. Cause it's a Sunday, they're paying time and a half for a stock take. Right. Can I help wash up? Not. Not a chance. You sit there, I'll wrap you up some meat to take home with you. Rest of the taters too. Oh, leave some for me. I love a cold roastie. And take what's left of the pud. Yeah, go on. Amber will probably just pick at it, but Brad'll eat it. He's coming over later. They've been the absolute best, the pair of them. Good. You deserve it. Oh, it is lovely to have you back where you belong. Talking of which, come on. Where do you think you're going? Well, them turkeys won't get themselves fettered in for the night. You giving me a hand, George? Oh, yeah, sure. Let the boy rest, Eddie. Rest? He needs to work off that cauliflower cheese. And it was great. Cauliflower cheese, Grandma. Three different kinds of cheese. That's the secret. Come on. Them turkeys need you. Don't rush him. The lad will get indigestion. Right, I'm coming. We're running a bit low on 0% lager already. I'll fetch some up. No, no, I'll do it. Don't worry. You know, I had my doubts when the brewery started making it, but how wrong I was. Yeah, because these days it's delicious. It's fast becoming my lunchtime favorite and I'm clearly not the only one. Oh, yeah. Well, wouldn't you rather a nice cold G and T? Oh, hang on. Oh, it's the details for the Pub Awards do. Let's see. Goodness, this looks really fancy. Yeah, and the list of sponsors, look. Oh, they're really bringing out the big guns. Oh, it's very impressive. This could do the bull no end of gutjerine. Now get your glad rags on and get ready to schmook. You'll be better at that. You're pretty good. I mean, we'll all do our bit. We can enjoy the sparkling wine and candle place while we do a bit of networking. They won't know what's hidden. Really? Oh, hang on. Oh, really? What? Ah, see for yourself. Oh, no, only two tickets. Well, it'll just have to be you and me. No, that wouldn't be fair. Winning was a real team effort. You go represent the management. But take one of the Others with you. They've all earned it. Kenton and I can hold the fort here. That's very generous of you, Julie. No, it's only right. Which of the others? You fill up that upper. I've got this one. That's the way. You haven't lost your touch with the birds, then? I thought I might have. I saw you looked uncomfortable when I mentioned the turkeys. Because normally you're quick off the mark. It's been a long time, Grandpa. Well, not so long. Not really. And best you get your hand back in. I'm gonna need your help this autumn. Got a nice bunch of poles. Yeah, not bad. Full grown already, but not very fat. Not yet. Lots of eating up to do. Not like me, then, After Grandma's dinner. Three kinds of cheese. That's the secret. Oh, she's so glad to see you, George. We both are. Remember the last time we were out here together? The day before I went away? Yeah. I have tried to wipe that memory from me mind, George. It was so funny. It was not funny. Trust me, it was. You went over like a skittle and your trousers got covered in all sorts. I had to have two baths. I kept finding feathers unexpected in places. Oh, it kept me smiling for days. Got me through that first night in the cells, thinking of you, all muddy and cruddy with turkey pellets in your hair. If it helped, I'm glad. Yeah, it did. But it's done now. And I ain't never going back. Hey. Oh, that one's a right so and so. Always trying to escape. I call it Houdini. Should they be flying yet? That one's a bit ahead and it's got a mind of its own. Oh, get it down off that post, will you? It'll be dark soon. Right. You know what they're like if they're not inside before dark. They'll just roost where they're standing. And they really take some shifting. Come on, Houdini. Off the fence post. Come on. It's like it's waving a sign. Here I am, Mr. Fox. Come and get me. Go on, shoo, shoe. You stubborn little. Move. Ah. There we go. Oh, no. Oh, George. Off the roof. Get off that roof. I don't think he's listening somehow. Get me a broom or something. I'll get him down. Don't worry. I'll do it. No, Grandpa. It's my fault he's up there. Right, Houdini, you're on a yellow card. Is that enough carrots? No, I do a few more. You can never Tell about Sunday evenings. Ah, you're both here. Good. Oh, Tracy's proving a dab hand with a peeler. That I am. I'll get onto the spuds in a minute. This is what wins us awards, this kind of teamwork. Absolutely. So I'm glad you're both here. We've had the tickets for the dude. Oh, brilliant. I'm so excited about that. Yeah, we'll make a good night of it. I'm sure it will be a good night. But we only have two tickets. But we're getting a prize. Well, them's the rules, apparently. So it's you and Kenton. No. No, we're not going. Lillian's offered to represent the management and she'll be really good, obviously, schmoozing the great and the good of the boy Sitcher pub scene. She will. Born to schmooze is Lillian. But the other ticket. What about Joy? She saved our skin so many times without even being asked. Oh, yeah, yeah. Joy would love it, though. You've been here longer, Tracey. Can we really not get more tickets, Mum? Well, I rang, but they said they give us more, they have to sell less and they need to make money. I get it. So Lillian and I have talked it through and the thing is. I'm really sorry, Tracy, but we think the second ticket should go to Fallon. Oh, yeah. It's her cooking that's put us on the map. And you can big us up a storm. Fallon, when you're talking about food. You're right. She's really good at that. Oh, I don't know. So we thought. You're probably the best and it keeps it in the family. That's nothing to do with anything. No, no, I didn't mean it like that. Tracy's got a point, Mum. I don't want anyone thinking I'm getting special treatments. There are six people and two tickets. What are we meant to do? Why does Lillian get a free pass? She goes to swanky events the whole time. We're just thinking about what's best for the bull. I see. Houdini. This is not funny. Right. I'm not laughing. The others are all in. Great. Shut the door. Well, I've done this before, you know. Any progress up there? Oh, I keep whacking him with the broom, but he won't shift. I'm gonna have to go up on the roof. Careful. Don't worry, I won't slip. I'm not thinking about you. I'm thinking about the roof. What? Oh, never mind. One, two, three. Hey. Oh, George. George. I got him. Get the door open, quick. I can't hold him. There. In you go, you little so and so. Your face. Oh, my. Oh, my. Well, job done. At least it all ended up okay. I wouldn't be so sure. What do you mean? Houdini wasn't her. Houdini may not have been, but look at your trousers. Oh, no. Ah, Grandpa, my favorite jeans. How bad's the split? All the way, George. All the way. Can't you feel the draft? Oh, Hambur will kill me. Your undies are a nice color. M. Stop it. Shut up. Oh, this has made my day. Do you think Grandma can sew them up before I go home? Oh, I think I'd better lend you something. Oh. Go. First time I go out and I'm rugby tackling a turkey. Got your first toy, mate? Yeah, well, apart from Amber's party. But that was pretty quiet, which I didn't mind. You know, I don't really want to see people, and I don't think they want to see me. I can't blame them, can I? Oh, it'll come. You've done your time, George. Your debt is paid. Right. It's a clean slate now. You can hold your head up. Yeah, well, we'll see, won't we? I'm back. Oh, I just bumped into Alan. Apparently the exterminator has been and the shop is moving back into the church this week. That'll be a relief. Susan. Hello, Lillian. Hello, Tracy. Is. Is something wrong? This looks like a delegation. We've been waiting for you, that's all. I told them what we discussed. Yeah, it's a shame we can't all go, but at least the ball will be well represented. We're not happy, Lillian. And I don't think Joy will be either. Well, yes, it is disappointing, but I don't see what we can do about it. Well, we could do something that's fair. What is this? Oh, I see. Mutiny on the High Seas? Something like that. I'm with them now. I've thought about it. It doesn't feel fair. The award ceremony is not entirely a social evening. It's about networking. Well, I'm not going. Not under these circumstances. But you're the best choice. I'm very happy for you to go, Lillian, but I don't want any bad feeling about Summit. That's meant to be fun. We'll put all the other names in a hat and draw one, and that's who gets a second ticket. It's been great. Really great. Thanks again. I'll See what I can do with your jeans. Your grandpa drop them round. Thank you. You know, sweatpants don't look too bad. You know they're huge on me. Oh, all right. Give them back. No, no, you're fine, thanks. And I want to thank you for something else, too. You really looked after Amber while I was away. And I won't forget it. At least we could do. So. How about we go to the Boule for our dinner one day this week? On me. Oh, Are you sure you can afford it? Yeah, I'm sure. I heard what you said about a clean slate, Grandpa. What about Tuesday? Earlyish? Around 12, maybe? Oh, well, I. That's fine, George. That will be nice. If you're sure. Great. Right, then. That's a date. Bye now. Give Amber her best. Yeah, I will. 12 o', clock, midweek. Not so many people for him as the evening. Oh, right. Of course, I'll have to change my shift. We both will. But it's the right thing. I slipped him a bit of cash for helping with the turkeys, but maybe I'd better drop him a bit more for luncheon. Do you think he's okay, Eddie? Really? Well, don't you? He seems very confident. Well, that's good, ain't it? Well, of course, if it's real. He was great with the turkeys. Just like old times. He's going to be fine, Clary. Let's just keep an eye out, eh? Of course. But he can do this. We'll be there when he walks in the bull the first time. And after that, things'll get easier, you'll see. Divot. Divot. I'm here for the cake. Cake? For Khalil's birthday. Leonard very kindly made him a cake. Leonard? I think this might be something I don't know about. All right. He's 15 today. Five minutes ago he was 10. Yeah, that happens. Jill and Leonard are out for the day, but let's see what we can find. Where'd you park? I walked. I spent the morning bent double under a kitchen sink in Pennyhassard, so it was good to get a bit of a stretch. It was still quite nice when I set off. Yeah, well, that didn't last long. If you got time for a cuppa, I can drop you home. Hopefully before the sky's really open. I've got some errands to run, so I have to go out. Honestly, you don't have to, because I wasn't here for his birthday last year. I don't want to be late. Oh, quite right. Special occasion. Right, well, let's see which of Mum's masterpieces Leonard has made him. Whoa, here it comes. And I thought I was going to get away with a bit of drizzle. No such luck. Although you won't find any farmer complaining about rain. Not after the summer we've had. We're all going to be short of fodder this winter. Right. Kettle on. Tea okay? Great. Do you think this is it in this box? Oh, I'd say so. Have a look. Oh, wow. He has done his proud. Ah, one of Mum's chocolate orange cakes. Ben's favorite. Will you thank them for us? Yeah, of course. Ah, looks like it's set in for a while. If it's not too much trouble, I will take you up on that lift. Yeah, sure. I have to drop something off at Meadow Farm first. It's a small detour. No problem. Chap's name's Mulligan. Bumped into him at the farm stores last week. He needed a butterfly valve for his milking parlour, so I offered him my spare. I don't think I've met Mr. Mulligan. No, maybe not. He's something of a quiet one. And he doesn't get out much. Not since his wife died, which must be eight or nine years already. Well, I'm always glad to meet a new neighbor. You might not be once you meet him. Let's just say he never went to charm school. Don't come in too late. Oh, Khalil, you're spoiling the surprise. Seriously, balloons? Not five. Mum just said do decorations. It was either balloons or that Eidma Boric Mana that's still in the back of the cupboard. Well, you could have made something in my plentiful spare time for you to be snotty about. Do you talk to the guests at Grey Gables like this? No, but they're not ungrateful little worms with over inflated egos. Oh, actually, some of them are. You want some apple juice? No, I just had some water. So, no balloons? I don't mind, actually. Looks quite cool. So what time does Khalil Fest kick off? I don't know. Mum's still at the surgery and I think dad must have walked over to Brook for the. His van's outside, but he's chucking it down. Well, I don't suppose it was when he left or he wouldn't have walked, would he? True. So we might have to wait for Mum and Dad, but that doesn't stop you giving me your present. What makes you think I've bought you One you have. And? Well, it better be good. The bar's been set really high. Mum and dad gave me that new baton pad. Oh, is it a competition? I thought presents were spontaneous displays of affection. Yeah, but how else do I know who loves me best? What did Robert and Linda get you? A voucher for a half day session on a go karting track in Felbisham. Go karting? I know, bit random. But hey, it was nice of them and could be well fun. Okay, I confess my present doesn't compare. Knew it. But it's practical. After all, you can't have too many socks. Socks? You bought me socks? And underpants. I can't wear underwear. My sister's given me that. Grim. Or what? Right. It's just up here. Meadow Farm. It's a decent size. It's 120 acres. I think Mulligan took it over from his dad 30 years ago. He's got a 60 strong herd. Mostly Guernsey's. That's odd. Can you get the gate? Sure. That doesn't sound right. Where's Mulligan? Why are they making so much noise? They sound like they're in distress. They need milking. You must be running late. They're all crowding up around the gate. They would be. They know their routine. Mulligan? Mulligan, are you there? It's David Archer. Did I go look for him. Would you mind? Although I doubt he'll be far away. It doesn't take long for high yielders to develop mastitis if they're left unmilled. Let's find out what's going on. I'll check the farmhouse. Yeah, dude. Now look in the milking parlor. Girl. It's me, David. Oh no. The house is locked up. No sign of anyone. Stay back, Akrus. Why? What's happened? Stay back. He's here. Oh my goodness. Oh dear. Yes. Is he dead? I'll see if there's a pulse, but it doesn't look good to me. You better call 999. Dad still isn't answering. I'm starving. I need cake. It's on his way. Ah, but is it? This might be the day our parents have chosen to disappear into thin air, never to be seen again. Could anyone blame them? But I'll be okay. I've got a job. What about me? I'm sure the foster home will be lovely. Right, give me my present now. Oh, you. New undies? Yeah. They're green, pink and orange. And they glow in the dark. Piv. Alright, hold on. Happy birthday, child. It's just an envelope. No socks and pants in there. There's no room. Open it. You're kidding. Zenub, I did think about socks. You must have spent a fortune. They're really good seats. Yeah, I can see the ICC Women's T20 World cup at Edgbaston. Brilliant. India v Pakistan. Amazing. Amazing. Thank you. Dad? Dad, where. Where are you? Did you get the cake? What? Oh, yes, yes, but there's a delay. It's a bit hard to explain. What's happened. Dad? Is something wrong? I don't want to put a damper on your birthday. What is it, dad? Put it on speaker. Khalil, I'm putting you on speaker. Zenab's here. What's happened? I'm with David Archer. We stopped by his neighbor's farm and it looks like the man was getting ready for milking and just keeled over. He's. He's dead. Oh. Are you okay? Of course. Well, a little shaken, maybe. Is there anyone we know? No. The police have been and the ambulance and they've taken the body away. David and I are going to milk the cows and settle them for the. The night, and then I'll come home. I'm not missing your birthday again. Hang on. Milk the cows? You? Why not? I milked your grandfather's goats. Yeah, you only had about six of them and cows are a lot bigger. Are you sure your hands are up to it? Don't worry. There's a milking machine. Well, what farm is it? We'll come and help. It's a lovely thought. Thank you, but Dave is on top of this. Sorry about your cake, Leel, but I. I promise it will be worth waiting for. Never mind about the cake. Just look after the cows. Okay. All the cups this side are attached. Yep. Me too. Good work, Akram. And there we go. How long will it take? Six or seven minutes to milk these and then another three or four to get them out. And the next one's in the. That's a couple of hours to get through. 60 cows twice a day. Oh, it's a small milking parlour then. I'm glad we didn't have to do them by hand. Did you think we might. It crossed my mind. Sorry, I thought I'd be a bit more helped in this. Well, you'd be able to do more with a bit of training. But anyway, you did help. And the company is welcome right now. The police were very good. Yep. Very thorough. I talked to the paramedic for a while. She thinks it will have been peaceful. Probably didn't know anything about it. What a way to go, though. Talk about dying with your boots on. There are worse ways. Well, I suppose. It's all so fragile, isn't it? One day you'll go to bed and not wake up or step in front of a car without looking. Or find yourself on the floor of a milking parlour with nobody in calling distance. This isn't your first dead body, is it? No, sadly. Nor me. You'd think it would get easier. I don't think it does. I don't think it should. I don't want that to be something I take in my stride. No. Damn. I was going to drop the valve over this morning. I got sidetracked. If I'd been here earlier, you think that would have changed anything? Well, it might have done. Or you might have dropped off the valve, gone home and been none the wiser that he'd collapse later, the cows would still be crying out to be milked. I couldn't even tell the police his name. I've lived 10 minutes away from the man for 30 odd years and I didn't even know his first name. And I bang on about farmers being good neighbors. What good was I? This is not your fault, David. I'll look after his herd until they find the next of kin. I couldn't even help with that. I mean, if I ever knew his daughter's name. It's long forgotten. He'll keep milking his cows on top of your own. That's a. A lot to take on, David. Well, it's complicated, but it's doable. I'll have to be careful of contamination. Thank goodness I haven't been anywhere near our herd today. But you said ideally you'd wear separate boots and work clothes for each all that time. Heads up. Well, it's not the cow's fault, is it? Why should they suffer? No, we'll manage until someone works out a longer term solution. Ruth's brilliant in an emergency. I will help too, then, however I can. You have a job. So do you. It won't be for long. That you say. And it's strangely monotonous. Peaceful, I was going to say. Yeah, I know what you mean. And Mulligan's at peace too. At least let's hope so. I just wish I'd come back for. Yes, come in. Is this a good moment? Perfect. Come in. Say nab. Thanks, Oliver. Do sit down. You've just missed hearing me get it in the neck from my co owners. Oh, gosh. If that's not an example of the joys of management. I don't know what is. Well, I can't imagine you getting it in the neck from anyone, Oliver. You'd be surprised. We're still picking up the pieces after the flower and produce fiasco. And I'm where the metaphorical buck stops, right? Actually, perhaps you should have been here. This is exactly why I told Dane I wanted to take on a shadow. Anyway, I hope you're not expecting too exciting a day. Management isn't all hobnobbing with guests and G and T on the golf course. Well, isn't that what the shadowing scheme is for, though? To find out what everyone really does? Change our preconceptions. Exactly. So let it rip, Oliver. I can take it. Let it rip. A very commendable attitude. Before we start, can I just say thank you? For what? Your support over the complaint I made about Lawrence what's his name and the golf club. Linda said Borsichire Golf association has acted on it, and it's good to know that someone is listening and trying to bring about change. Well, it was the least I could do. I wouldn't give that man another thought if you can help it, Zainab. I certainly don't. Okay. Now, I have some staff files for you to collate. There's a report that head office needs pronto. Right. Bring it on. I wonder if he'll be quite so positive once I show you what needs doing. Hi, Jolene. You all right? Ah, Clary. Your day off? I wish. I'm not starting till 2, though, so we thought a spot of lunch would be nice. Can we have that table in the corner? Oh, it's yours, my darling. Your usual, is it? Yes, please. Hey, did you hear about Mulligan? Well, Mulligan. From Medifar? Yes, him. What's he done? He ain't done anything. He's died. Oh. David found him face down in the milking parlor yesterday. Is that terrible? Oh, how awful. I don't really know him. To be honest, I don't think anyone did. Tracy asked me what his first name was, and for the life of me, I couldn't think. No, don't ask me. I barely ever exchanged two words with him, but, oh, sad to go go like that. Yeah. Oh, here's Eddie over here. You, too, right? Hi, Eddie. All right. Hello, George. Hi. Yeah, it's me. Everyone. I'm back. Your eyes aren't playing tricks. Very nice to see you all. I'll have a pint of Showers, please, Jo. Coming up. Same for you, Eddie. Oh, I'll just have a lemonade, I think. Oh, go on, have a proper drink. I'm paying, remember. Not at lunchtime, George. Not these days. Just the lemonade. But. Go on, make it a point. A pint of lemonade it is. This okay, Jolene? This is fine, George. Everyone's welcome at the ball. How are you doing? Everything back to normal? Yeah, yeah. As normal as it gets. Here. I got the table in the corner. Right. Is that so people won't notice us? No. Your grandpa likes that table. I do. I'll bring some menus over, shall I? And your drinks, if you want. We can carry our own drinks. Unless you think I'm going to glass someone, Jolene. Why would I think that? Why, indeed? Oh, that's silly. Let's sit down and let Jolene bring the drinks, eh? All right, but I don't need a menu. I'd like a steak, please. Sirloin. We're celebrating. We don't have a sirloin on the menu anymore, but we do have a lovely ribeye. Ah, better still, one of them, please. Well done. I love the pie. And I'll go for that spicy chicken dish. Fallen does. Really enjoyed it last time. Well, there's that. Our chicken. Sure. Yeah. Come on, George. All right. Don't fuss. Come and sit down. I'm so sorry, Jolene. He's just nervous. He was sweating like mad in the van. Oh, I get it, Clary. But try and encourage him to relax a bit, eh? He won't get trouble here, so he's no need to go looking for it. No, he won't. I promise. It took a lot for him to get through that door. I thought he was gonna bottle it. That's why I come in first. You sit and enjoy your lunch. It'll be fine. Thanks for telling me, Mum. Well, I thought I'd better say summit in case you came out in the bar and got a shock. Right. You okay? Yeah, of course. Well, yes. Yes. No, I'm fine. I. I knew he was out of prison. I knew this day would come. It's best to get it over with, I suppose. I just wasn't expecting. Expecting it quite yet. Which is daft, isn't it? I mean, it could have been yesterday or the day before. I mean, it's not like I haven't thought about it. Eddie and Clary are really trying hard. I think George is, too. He's got a bit of bluster going on, but that's nerves, you know? Give it an hour or so and it'll be over and we can all Move on. Exactly. Yeah. I'll be completely professional. Serve them their food just like it was anyone else. Oh, you don't have to serve their food, Fallon. I'll do that. No, no, no. I want to. I don't want to feel like I'm hiding in the kitchen. I mean, must have served worse people than George Grundy without knowing anything about it. That's very philosophical of you. Well, I knew George was back. Checked in with Alice to make sure she knew too. I'll keep my distance, but have to be polite, and that's my job. I know it's complicated. Maybe I'd feel differently if he hadn't done you and Kenton a good turn. George put himself at risk stopping Mark Ian, and it almost delayed his release. So, the pie, the chicken, a well done ribeye and a pleasant smile. Coming right up. How are you getting on with the right to work document done? I think everyone checks out, you'll be pleased to know. Do you want to see? Mm, yes. Yes, that seems very thorough. Oh, hang on. Can you shift the dates of residence over to the right hand column? Mm. And maybe put their dates of birth in second column from the left? Ah, birth dates. Yes. Should have put those in. Where do I find them? The personnel pages. Oh, look, look. It's probably easiest if I show you. Thanks. There you go. You might also like to include this field and this one. Oh, Oliver, it's nearly your birthday. Well, you can forget about that. I intend to. Now then, if you transfer those fields into your document, we'll be laughing. Then I can give you a fascinating assignment comparing our last housekeeping stocktake with what we should actually be carrying. Towels, sheets, pillowcases, tablecloths, that sort of thing. Is this what you and Dane do all day? Well, no, but if you're interested in management, this kind of job could be your next step. Did you have any ambitions in that direction? Well, not the moment, but I appreciate the thought. And happy birthday for the 25th. Well, thank you, but the less said about that, the better. Why? You should mark it. Not an ordinary birthday. I couldn't help noticing it's got a zero on the end. It's an amazing age to get to. Why wouldn't you celebrate it? 80? No, thanks. People have far too many preconceptions. Someone will be looking to put me out to grass. Aw. Right, everyone, here's your lunch. Oh, sorry for the delay. We're a bit pushed with Kenton away. All hands to the pump, eh? Yeah. You're busy too, for a Tuesday. Your steak, George. Ah, thanks. Oh, that looks lovely, don't it, George? Yeah, great. Very nice. Hello, Fallon. Hello, George. If it's not done enough, just shout and I'll give it another couple of minutes. No, it looks just right. Is there any mustard on the table? Here's your pie, Eddie. Thanks. I put a bit of extra gravy in the jug. I know you like it. And last but not least, Clary, your chicken. Lovely. Any more drinks? I think we're fine, thanks. Right then. Enjoy. How are you, Fallon? I'm very well, thank you. I'm sorry again for the. The. The baby and everything. George. Thank you. I just wanted to say I should get back to the kitchen. You and Harrison okay? Are you. It can have been easy. We're fine, George. Thank you for what you did for Mum and Kenton. Enjoy your lunch. Well, that went all right, didn't it? Should I not have said anything? No, no, no, I think it was fine. Fallon was very professional. Exactly. And if she can be, other people will be too. I shouldn't have been mentioned the. You know, I just wanted to say sorry. And you did. It was good. A good start. Now, I don't know about anyone else, but I'm ravenous and this pastry looks fantastic. I couldn't work out why Greg Abel seems to have so many more pillowcases than it needs. Well, I'm not sure a hotel can ever have too many pillowcases. True. But here's where the problem was. Here, back in February, this order was duplicated somehow. Six dozen pillowcases on February 19th and then again on the 24th. Good, Zaynab. Not only did you identify the problem, but you had the initiative to find out how it happened. Are you sure you don't have a yen for management? I really don't think so, Oliver. Not if it involves counting pillowcases. But I do organise a good party. Sorry? Your birthday. Birthday? What birthday? You might have a really good time. I shan't, trust me. Let's never mention this again, eh? Now, your lunch break is well and truly overdue. And later I'll walk you around the building and show you a management check. Casual but precise. Oh, new order, my darling. A sweet potato tart and a fish Curry for Table 6. Yep, Grundys are gone. By the way, no puddings. Clary had to get to work. Great. Lunch was meant to be George's treat, but didn't have enough cash on him and his card got refused. Oh, poor Clary. Had to scrape 50p pieces together and make up the shortfall. Well, maybe he shouldn't have ordered steak. Then I best get onto this order, Mum. Yeah, of course. I saw you talking to him. Watching in case the fireworks was. Were you? You won't have been the only one. It was fine. Really? Yeah. I said so, didn't I? And it's done. Not always easy being professional, is it? Oh, Mum. Oh, come here. It was way harder than I expected. Seeing his face here. Where I work, where you live. How many more things do I have to do to get. Get past this? Everything that's happened with Harrison, the sponsored swim for Ash, that helped me get back in the water again. But this today, it's like stepping on a rake again. Getting smashed in the face with it. Oh, Fallon. I know I have to be civil to George because it's a small village, but it was really hard seeing him, Mum. Really hard. There's a lot of people out there who won't even be civil. Right. I feel for Clary, Neddy. I really do. 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Hello, it's Ray Winstone. I'm here to tell you about my podcast on BBC Radio 4, History's Toughest Heroes. I got stories about the pioneers, the rebels, the outcasts who define tough. And that was the first time that anybody ever ran a car up that fast with no tires on. It almost feels like your eyeballs are going to come out of your head. Tough enough for you? Subscribe to History's Toughest Heroes wherever you get your podcast. You started without me. I wasn't expecting you. I said I'd help when I could. I dropped into Brookfield and Ruth said you were already up here. Oh, well, I got our herd milked early so I could change and come over here. I left Ruth hosing down our milking parlour second day running. She wasn't the happiest of bunnies. Still, till they find poor Mulligan's daughter, someone has to take care of the herd. No word yet? Afraid not. It might take a while. Okay. I don't mind. I'm in for as long as it takes. Khalil wants to help, too. Anything with animals and he's hooked. Well, I'm sure there's plenty you could do. The place is a shambles. Yes, that's clear. I don't think Mr. Mulligan was on top of things. No, and none of us noticed. Right. There we go. Change. Over time. I'll detach the teat cups. You're a natural at this. I'm a plumber. Connecting and disconnecting tubes is second nature. I've never looked at it like that. Okay, I'll come behind you and wipe their teats down. I think. Anyway, farming's in my DNA. Maybe that's where Khalil gets his feel for animals. Oh, maybe. Yeah, I know what you mean. If you're a farmer, it's as natural as breathing. Is that a blessing or a guess? Oh, another question. But if Mulligan felt that way too, and I blame money he did, I can see how the place could drift away from him bit by bit. Out on the land by yourself for days on end. It's easy to get isolated. He never said anything. Wow. We never talked about things like that. You know, strictly practical stuff. He didn't ask for help, so I assumed he was doing okay. I shouldn't have assumed that. Come on, You're a busy man. Yeah, even so. If I'd been in Mulligan's position alone on 120 acres, would I have fared any better? Yeah, it wouldn't have cost me much to check in on him more often. Even take him to the Bull for a pint now and then. Right, I'm done. Okay, here we go. And let's get this lot changed over. Could I have a quick word, Jillian? As many as you like. I've just found out that George Grundy came in yesterday. Found out? It weren't a secret. He had lunch with Eddie and Clary. Must be mad, parading him round the village. Why didn't you mention it? It didn't occur to me. Come on, Jolene. This is George Grundy. It was bound to happen sooner rather than later. That family's been propping up the bar for generations. Besides, he's done his time. Yeah, well, not as far as I'm concerned. If he comes in when I'm here, he'll get short shrift. At least behave himself. Yes, it was all fine, you say? So are we doing it then? Is it now? Doing what? Oh, the draw for the pub awards ticket. Before we forget, look, I've put all the names in an ice bucket. Oh. As there are only three people, I've put everyone's name in twice. Two chances out of six is better than one in three. It's the same odds. Well, I know, but it feels better. Tracy, will you do the honors? Don't mind if I do. It's exciting, isn't it? To be in with the chance? Two chances. Go on, Tracy. Okay, here goes. And. Yeah? Well, who is it? It's Fallon. It's. It's. It's Fallon again. Ah, well, perhaps the universe is telling us something. Fallon. Well, that's decided then. Pass me the ice bucket. Dressing all that and Fallon still gets to go. Well, it was a fair draw. I know, I know. Joy will be disappointed too. Now, there'll be other events. We'll all go out for a drink together very soon. Lady luck has spoken. No, I'll emptied the ice bucket, shall I? No, not. Don't worry, Tracy, I'll do it. There. Right. How are the plans for the family holiday, Lily? Don't ask. Rory finally found somewhere we all like the look of. Even Brian and Miranda. And wouldn't you know it, it's booked solidly for years. So we're back to square one. Oh, Lillian? Yes, Tracy? Was. Was there something. No, it's. It's okay. I'll check on the crisps. Well, we're not busy. Oh, she's really disappointed not to be going. Yeah, I know. How big was your father's farm? Tiny. Compared to Brookfield or even this place. You have what? 400 acres? 469 to be precise. Precise. We have 60 beef Herefords and 350 milkers. We sold our Friesians after Ruth went to New Zealand. And because at Brookfield, the herd is predominantly grass fed, we wanted a breed that would carve when grass is at its most nutritious. We got 250ewes as well and a few chickens. That's a lot of animals. And with all that, we can still only pay three full time salaries. Josh and Ben had to find other ways to make A living. How long has it been in the family? Three generations now. Things change year on year, though. They have to. Ruth and I both scratch our heads about finding new ways to squeeze a living off the land. Letting the bungalow, the events barn. With prices so unpredictable, we have to look at anything that might keep us competitive. And I thought being a plumber was stressful. I've lived with it so long, I don't know if I even notice the stresses anymore. At least till something like this happens. Then you wish you could go and lie on white sand under a palm tree for a month. I'd never wish that. I'd be lucky to manage two days. I'd be so bored. Hello, dad. David. Hello. Hello. Are you looking for Mr. Mulligan? Yes. Sorry, who are you? I'm David Archer. My farm is up the road. Brookfield. Okay. Akram Malak. Helping out with the milking. I can see that. Why? Where's my dad? Have the police not been in touch? Police? Maybe we should go into the house. Do you have a key? Of course I do. Is dad sick? Why hasn't someone let me know? I turn off the machine. Why? The cows need milking, don't they? Yes, of course, but. Why don't you sit down? What's going on? I'm very sorry to be the one to tell you this, but. No. Oh, no. I'm afraid your father passed away on Monday. I'm sorry, Jolene. It's not good enough. It just isn't. I'm with you, Tracy. You really didn't know? I swear I on my life, I would never have agreed. What are you two looking so intense about? You, Lillian. I expect you're very pleased with yourself. What's happened? Show her, Tracy. There. And there. And there and there. A. I fished the bits of paper out the bin after you were in such a hurry to chuck them out. I couldn't find the last one. But I expect that had Fallon's name on it, too. I can explain. You don't have to. It's obvious. You put Fallon's name name on every bit of paper, Joy and I never stood a chance. You cheated, Lillian. Cheat is a strong word. I mean, I may have nudged the result. Nudged? With a sledgehammer? Yes, all right, I did. But only in the best interest of the pub. Oh, I can't believe you do this. Don't get on your high horse, Janine. You're no stranger to this sort of thing. What does she mean? I've no idea. The name. The kitten competition. Oh, Jolene. Was that fixed? No, it wasn't. Well, it was, but it's not the same thing. Careful on the moral high ground, Jolene. It's slippery up there. You're both as bad as each other. Wait till I tell Joy and Fallon. I really didn't mean to get found out. I bet you didn't. Come on. There's no point in arguing about this. We'll have another draw. No more ice buckets and bits of paper. I want this done proper. Drink this, Esme. Hot, sweet tea. Good for shock. Two days gone. How could I not know? Esme, the police have been trying to find you. That's not hard. I only live in North Borsetshire. But they couldn't find your dad's mobile, his emergency contact numbers. That's because he doesn't have a mobile. He wouldn't. He managed with the landline and broadband, and only that because I insisted he got the computer. It's pretty much impossible to run a business these days without one. He hates technology so much. A lot of people do. He was just being stubborn. I think that was the only thing keeping him going. What happens to the farm now? Did he never discuss it with you? I haven't been over for a couple of months. Usually I come every two weeks or so, but I went on holiday in August. Then things got busy in the office and we spoke most weeks. And he seemed okay. Same as ever. So, yes, I took that to be okay. He obviously wasn't. Look at this place. I've never seen so much unanswered post. Where do I even start? Well, the first thing to do is contact the police. Do you know where they took him? No, I don't. But the police will tell you. The funeral director. I don't know how these things work, but I have to see him. I won't believe it's real till I see him. That can be easily organized, I'm sure. Is there someone who could go with you? No. No, just me. Only child, you see. Yeah, just me. Well, don't you worry about the herd. We'll keep looking after it until you can put something in place. No, I can't ask you to do that. You didn't. I offered. You're really being very nice, Mr. Archer. David, please. You too, Akram. Do forgive me. I'm normally quite a. Quite an organized person, but my mind seems to have gone into free fall for a moment. Please. Take all the time you need. Two days gone. What kind of daughter does that make me? How do we know we can trust it? It's a random generator app. It generates an answer randomly. Yes. All right. I put in the three names. Tracy, you're the pink sections. Fallon's the yellow and Joy's the green. You've each got three slices of the circle. Right. Clever. So when I press spin, the circle will rotate and whoever it stops on gets a ticket. So, crunch time. I'm excited. Are we ready? Please, can we just get on with it? Yeah. Here goes. Probably still be fallow, knowing my luck. There. We have a result. Oh, it's you, Tracy. Me? You're going to the Pub Awards with Lillian. Congratulations. But I never win things. Well, today you did. Oh. Oh. They said I can see him first thing in the morning. The Chapel of Rest opens at nine. I've made an appointment. Oh, at last, some progress. Look, I should be getting back. Really. Let me give you a key in case you need anything. When you come over and milk the cows. There's a spare under the clock. I'll find it. I suppose I'd better go home and pack a bag. I'll have to work from here while I sort things out. Is this it? Yes. Perfect. Please hold on to it, though. I should be here in the morning when you come. You're going to drive home and come back tonight? If I stay at home, I'll just fret. Well, then stop at Brookfield on your way back and have supper. I don't know what time that'll be, and you've done enough, honestly. Dad's freezer is full of upmarket ready meals. I know. I put them there and he never uses them. I'll never use them now. Dad. Sorry. It's okay. We can stay. I'm all right here. Here's my number. Esme, call me anytime, day or night, about anything. We'll help out in any way we can. I brought you a sandwich. I was making one for Jill and I thought you could probably do with one. That's the third time this week you've horsed down the yard. It's just wild. David's helping at Meadow Farm. Well, it's all falling on the rest of you. That seems hard. It's the ups and downs of farming, Leonard. The yard has to be hosed down. Boring, but necessary. It's just this week seems to have been my week for it. It'll even itself out. Well, once Meadow Farm gets properly organized. Is David up there now? He was there milking first thing, but no, he's with the ewes. Then he's heading to Bochester Farm Supplies and When he's finished there, he'll probably go over with Akram for the afternoon milking. So Brookfield's afternoon milking. Well, that's down to me again. Don't look like that. Really, it's okay. David feels very responsible for Meadow Farm, doesn't he? He's really shaken by the farmer's death. Of course, it's absolutely right that he's helping out, but there's enough to do here as it is. Yeah, I don't want to sound mean spirited. No. No, you don't. David's a dairy man. He can't stand by and watch cows being neglected and neither can I. And if we do start to get stretched too thin, well, we'll think again. He's a good man. David takes his responsibilities seriously. It's one of the reasons I married him. And sometimes one of the things that really gets up me nose. Oh, no, I hear you, Ruth. There are things that Jill does that drive me potty. Such as? Oh, no. That would be ungallant to mention them. Can I help with anything? The afternoon milking here or Meadow Farm? Either. Both of you, like. Oh, I would if I could. I think milking might be a bit outside my skill set, as they say. Don't worry. I was only fantasizing a couple of hours with my feet up. A cup of tea and a magazine. A hopeless dream, eh? Oh, never mind. Eat your sandwich. I can vouch for it. The ham's thick and the crumb is perfect. Mustard or pickle? Mustard, of course. I'm a pure wrist. Me too. Hand it over. I'm starving. That's all gone through, thanks. Enjoy. Here we are. I collected some empties for you. Thought I might help you out. George, you're so busy. Well, there was no need. But thank you. You seem pushed, that's all. Everyone needs a helping hand sometimes. As I said. Thanks. Can I get you summit? No, no, I haven't come in for a drink. Fair enough. How are things? Oh, you know. Nobody's hit me yet. I'm sure nobody will. Let's hope. I mean, I'm not stupid. I understand why. I've got making up to do and bridges to build. Well, yes. I need to get my life back together. And I swear I'm really trying. Amber's turned me round, giving me something to live for. Oh, good. But it's more than getting it together. I have to be seen to be getting it together. And that's hard if nobody gives you a chance. I hear you, George. I have customers to Serve when you come out of prison, People aren't inclined to trust you. I'll be right with you, George, if that's all. Look, I know Kennington's away. I can see how pissed you are. Why don't I help out here till he comes back Here? I need a job, Jolene. Please. I don't care what I do, or how dirty or how heavy the work is. I'll stay out of sight if that's what you want. But please, please give me a chance. I won't let you down. Is it Ruth? Hello. I'm Esme Mulligan. I thought you must be. I'm so sorry for your loss, Esme. Thanks. It's all a bit. It always is. David's up with the ewes if you're after him. No, no, no. I don't want to bother either of you any more than I have already. Well, your husband's been so good. It must be really putting you out. Things happen. It's temporary. Thanks. Though I don't know how long temporary is going to mean. I've made a start. Contacted the bank and the registrar and all that, but I don't have access to Dad's accounts. Then there's probate to get through. I haven't even found his will yet. I have no idea which bills get paid by direct debit and which don't. Or even if there is money in the bank to pay them. You've been busy. That's what people advise, isn't it? At times like this? Put your energy into the arrangements. Take your mind off the. The rest of it. Anyway, that's not why I came. I found this. Oh, nice. Is it? Oh, good. I hoped it was. I don't know much about whiskey, but I bought this for dad the Christmas after Mum died. Anyway, dad has never touched it and I wondered, would David like it? As a small thank you. I'm sure he'd love it, but there's honestly no need. Please. I'd like to. I want to get something for Akram too, but I didn't know if he drinks. I don't think he does know. I can find out. I'll get him something nice anyway. Come in and have a cup of tea. Thank you, but I probably shouldn't. David said you were staying at Meadow Farm last night. I did. Was it okay? Oddly, it sort of was. Not for a bit, anyway. I slept in my old room. Haven't been in there since Mum's funeral. It's stacked high with Dad's boxes now. Papers and Documents. He doesn't seem to have thrown anything away. Ever. I snuggled up under a duvet cover I hadn't seen in 20 years, put the nightlight on and lay back, watching the shadow of Mum's lampshade on the wall move in the draft. The windows warped, you see. I thought about all the nights I'd lain there, looking at that lampshade. And then I started to think about Mum's bread and butter pudding, which was spectacular. Believe me. I really missed her then. I missed her so much. Then I felt stupid and bad because, of course, it's Dad I should be missing. He's the one who's gone. Mum went years ago. I'm not like this normally. I'm sorry. Come inside. Us. Me? Come on. Thanks, Ruth. I think I'd like that. George. That was a proper little flurry. You definitely need help. I don't have a job to offer you. Not full time, no, I get that. But a few hours here and there while you're stretched, I can lift barrels. Wouldn't that help while Kent's away? Well, you don't lift barrels, actually. You roll them. I never knew that. See, I'll be learning something too. I just need to start. I work cheap. Come on. I'm strong. Well, I do find the barrels a struggle. Then don't let me do it. Just tell Kenton's back. Barrels, bins, sorting out the cellar, however mucky that is. I. I don't know. You can't imagine how it feels. Stuck in a cell for hours on end, knowing you've got loads to offer and that nobody trusts you to offer it. I know how it feels to be vulnerable, George. Then you'll understand. And I did you a good turn, didn't I, over Markie? I stuck my neck out for you. Yes, of course, but. And look what what happened. They nearly didn't let me out because one of his scumbag mates planted a shank on me. I know. That was awful, George. I'm so sorry. They could still be after me. No. So, please, Jolene, all I want is a chance. Look, I'll think about it, all right? Do have that biscuit, Esme, because if you don't, I'll have to. And that would be a very bad thing. Oh, my. Jill has joined the secret biscuit police. You see, being caught red handed with one of these little beauties would result in a very severe ticking off. No, we can't have that, can we? So, Esme, is there anything else you need to know? About what? Farming. I don't mean the legal stuff. I'm thinking more about practicalities. Things you might need to know day to day. I mean, I don't know what I don't know. But I do know I won't be farming Dad's place. I may have grown up there, but that's it. I escaped. I design websites now, build marketing strategies. I love it. Well, it's a lucky person who loves what they do. You're right. And dad loved farming, though. Yeah. I don't know. He'd gone into himself a bit. It started after Mum died, but it's been getting worse this last year or so. It's hard running a farm by yourself. I can't even imagine how hard. I said he should find some help. But, you know, dad was dad. Very stubborn. Very unrelenting. Useful qualities in a farmer, I suppose. I loved him very much. Yeah, of course you did. Which is why I feel so strange. He'd been getting a bit hard to talk to. Harder than usual, anyway. That can't have been easy. Exactly. But because of that, I stopped coming so often. There was always an excuse. But I wish now I'd made more effort. I kick myself for being like that. You've had a horrible shock that would throw anyone. Now is not the time to beat yourself up. But I'm not on top of this. How could you be? How could anyone? Nobody expects it of you. Not so soon. And if they do, tell them to stick it where the sun don't shine. It's quite therapeutic, saying that out loud to people. I recommend it. Judiciously applied. I'll remember that. Here's one practical thing. Do you know who your dad's feed supplier was? David says you're running low. There was a bill. It's on his desk somewhere. I'll check. Let me know the name and I'll talk to them. The herd's got to be fed while you sort things out. I'll see what support they'll give you. A David and Akram will keep the milking going and I'll keep making the tea. Well, I couldn't be in better hands. Now I really am going to go. Bye now. And thank you again. Stop being grateful, please. And anytime you need us, call us. That sounds like the title of a song so sweet. Bye Bye, Esme. That sounds like the title of the song. I know too much. I was doing my big friendly grandpa thing. Not that I'm all that big, really. Oh, keep doing it, Leonard. She needs it. That poor woman will lend her feed if there's no other option. I thought you were short too. Bit of juggling. We'll manage it. Hang on. I thought you weren't all that happy about David taking this on. Not. Never said so. I was reading between the lines. What's changed? I like her. I can see she's reeling from it all at the moment. Esme's need is greater than ours. Yes, at the moment. Morning, everyone. Thanks for coming in early. You sounded like a three line whip. What's up, Mum? Did any of you want coffee? Ahmed? No, I've already had two this morning. Not for me either. I'd better get right down to it. You're worrying me now. Are you sacking someone? Sacking? No. Where did that come from? No one's been sacked. Possibly the opposite. Obviously something's bothering you, Mum. Yeah, well, I had a long conversation with Kenton last night and there's some I need to put to you all, and it's very important that you're completely honest in your responses. I don't like the sound of this. Okay, here it goes. How would you feel if, while he's up with Shula, some of Kenton's shifts are covered by someone else temporarily? You called a staff meeting to ask us this? Why would there be a problem? Because the someone else would be George Grundy. We're short staffed. You know we are. He offered George Grundy working at the Bull. It might help us all out. Over my dead body. I'm sorry, I cannot sit here and listen to this. Well, you did ask us, to be honest. Hey, Brad. Didn't think you were on today. I'm filling in for Helmut. He's got a dental emergency. I'm only here till one. Oh, me too. Should we have a coffee after? We haven't caught up in a while. Yeah, great. Hey, how was your day shadowing the big boss? If you ever hear me say I'm thinking, thinking of going into management, just say pillowcases. Okay. Should I ask more? It wasn't awful, just unbelievably boring. Endless files and admin. Anyway, how was your session with Mick? That was okay. Actually, Mick's really good at what he does. I got some great tips about identifying and observing a person of interest, even if it did all go a bit wrong. Oh, go on, tell me. Paul from the vets thought I was stalking him. Oh, dear. Well, at least I'm not. Leroy, you know, from the gym. He got to shadow the gardener with a funny name. Mordecai. I'm impressed you know that. Oh, don't be. I spent half of my day with Oliver going through the staff files. Aha. So now you know all the dirt. Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Anyway, poor Leroy had an argument with the sit on mower. Took a chunk out of one of his prized lawns. Mordecai lost it. Leroy had to spend his whole shift trying to roll it back in. At least you got a workout. I'm glad we got to do the shadowing, though. It's been cool. Yes. Oh, and I did find something out which I'm not meant to tell you because Oliver gave me strict instructions. Only I won't tell anyone. It's his birthday on Saturday. Not tomorrow, next Saturday. And he doesn't want anyone to know. Fair enough. But it's a big birthday. The kind you celebrate. Seventy. Bigger than that. Really big. So why wouldn't you mark the occasion? Yeah, everyone likes Oliver. I know, right? He's really helped me. Math. Summer school for one. And he's helped Mum out lots. Excellent. We should rope her in. Will you help too? What, organize a party? No, not a party. He said no to that. And I'm not even supposed to tell anyone it's his birthday, but I do have a couple of ideas. Tell you what. Scrub the coffee. When we both get off shift, come back to mine for a sandwich. I'll have a think too. All right. Cards on the table. I'm not entirely comfortable about the idea, and obviously I'm not the only one. Will Lillian be your king? Oh, I'll talk to her later. Kenton and I obviously have reason to be grateful to George, but we haven't forgotten why he's in prison in the first place. Or any of the harm he's done to people we love. I'm glad we're talking about that. This. There's obviously no obligation to give him a job, but he asked and he genuinely does seem desperate for work. No surprise there. I feel very torn. He helped us and I'd like to help him, but it's what the team feels that matters. So can I go first? Please? I don't have a problem with George myself. Well, I do. You'll have your turn in a minute, Tracy. Carry on, Joy. As I say, he's done his time. And while he wouldn't be my first choice to help out, I wouldn't actually stand in his way. But I think Mick would feel differently. He's still really, really angry about George's part in the crash. He'd hate me working alongside him. I know he would. And I Have to respect that having George here will make my life harder than it needs to be, so I'd rather not. That's fair enough. Joy, thanks for being straight with us. I know he's family and Brad's best friend, so you're probably expecting me to defend him, but trouble sticks to him, like, well, muck always has done. And that's the last thing the bull needs, frankly. I'm sorry if that weren't what you wanted to hear. No, I totally understand, Mum. I know you had to ask us, and. And I really appreciate the fact that you did. No need to say it, Fallon. I wouldn't expect you to feel any different. Well, I do believe that people can change. I have to believe that. And. But it's Alice. What George did to her was so cruel. I don't want to work with him. No. Well, I said I ask, and I have. I'll tell George it's a no. Unanimously. And there's an end of it. There you go. Whoa, Fred. That's a sandwich and a half. Have I cut it too thick? Jazzra likes them like that. No, it looks amazing. Really. But pick her with it. Thanks. So, this is where I'm heading. No party, but what do you know about Oliver and his late wife? Not much. I know she was called Caroline. Why? Because. Oh, Zainab. This is a nice surprise. You okay? Hi, Mom. Oh, hi, love. Oh, can you make me one of them doorsteps? I had to go in early for a staff meeting. It's been so manic since then. I've not had to buy with pickle. Please. We've had ructions this morning. Lillian went walkabout, now come back. Oh, I'll put the kettle on, too. Will you, Brad? Sure. Tracy. Oh, I'm sorry, Zainab. I just walked in and started going on. Tell me to shut up. No, I don't want you to. I want to pick your brains as an expert on village life. Expert? Me? Well, I suppose Oliver and his wife. Catherine, was it? Caroline? Someone said they took in foster children. A few of them, one after the other. Not all at the same time. Well, Oliver's about to have a birthday. 80. Brad, I never told you. 80? Oh, it was pretty obvious. 80. He's looking good on it. And I thought, well, what if we could get in touch with some of the kids he fostered and organise a reunion? Like, is this your big idea? Is it really stupid? No, no, it's great. I think he'd love it. Me, too. Only I don't know where to start. Carly's your best bet. Carly? She was one of their foster kids. I know they stayed close. She came to Caroline's memorial. Do you have any idea where she might be? She was married to a soldier who kept getting posted places. Ah. Someone will know. I'll ask my sister. Lillian. Alistair popped in for his lunch and said he'd seen you sitting out here. Can I join you? Yes, all right. I've been going over in my head what I want to say to you. Right. I went for a walk. I was coming back for the lunchtime rush, but I couldn't quite bring myself to pretend nothing has happened. Everyone at the meeting agreed with you. Well, of course. So I'll tell George. No. It was a ridiculous idea. All sorted now. So why don't you come back in? Because it isn't sorted, Jolene. I cannot believe you'd even entertain the idea after your own daughter's miscarriage. After what he put Alice through. Letting her think that she'd done a terrible, terrible thing when all the time it was him. It nearly drove her over the edge. I'm not defending that. Of course I'm not. In what world did you expect George Grundy to be welcome comedy to the bull with open arms? We have to look forwards now, find a way to live together in the village. I don't have to look ahead. I don't want to find a way to live together. I want nothing to do with George Grundy. I think he's manipulating you, Julie. Oh, I'd know if he was trying that. George used his criminal connections to get Marky off your back and now he's playing on it to get what he wants out of you. Isn't that blackmail? It really wasn't like that. He's scared and a bit desperate. I do feel I kind of owe him. That's exactly what I just said. Manipulation. You seriously propose bringing George Grundy under our roof? What if he learned his lesson? Doesn't he deserve a chance? Doesn't everyone? He had the brass neck to ask for a job working in the same building as two of the people he almost killed. It's pretty clear to me he hasn't learned a thing. No, I don't think that's fair. Look, what if Marky came and asked me for a job? What if I came to you and suggested it? How would you feel then? Well, that's not the same thing. It's exactly the same thing. I will not have George Grundy working at the ball. And that's fine. And As I said, I'm going to tell him that, in fact, I don't want George in the Bull at all. I don't want to see his face, not even in the car park. I want you to bar him, Jolene. On what grounds? Really? Let's give it a few days. That temper's cool a bit. Well, that won't make any difference. I need a clean break. I really don't see how I can bar him. If the rest of us hadn't objected to George working at the Bull, would you have given him a chance? I think I might have, yes. And you'd have paid him with my money? No. What do you mean? I own a substantial share of the Bull, Julie. Yes, so do I. So you'd have been paying George out of our profits. And I can't. I will not have any of my money going to that dreadful boy. Not a penny. As I say, I want a clean break, but I'm not giving him a job. But you might change your mind again and I can't take the risk. So here's what I'm going to do. If you don't bar George Grundy immediately, I'm going to take my money out of the Bull. You will be on your own. Your choice to leave. Lillian, please. As far as I'm concerned, it's either George or me. Sam. The figure's face was featureless and its entire body was jet black. I'm Danny Robbins and throughout October, I will be sharing uncanny listeners real life ghost stories. That's one. Every single day as we count down to the spookiest time of the year, Suddenly all hell lets loose. The sound of glass smashing, heavy objects being thrown. Doors being ripped off hinges. It was coming from the cellar. I looked up and was staggered to see a humongous black triangle floating silently over the rooftop. Join me as Uncanny counts down to Halloween. 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