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How do you mean? Oh, nothing. Oh, hello. No, I shouldn't say. It's not my secret spill. What is? Come on, don't leave me hanging. I won't breathe a word. You are gonna have to promise, Natasha. Fine, I promise. So what's the big secret? Spiller Beans. Joy is gonna ask Mick to marry her. She's what? Yeah, she told me the last time she was over. She's gonna propose on Christmas Day. Oh my goodness, that's so adorable. Well, fingers crossed. Mick says yes. Aw. And if he doesn't, he might find himself back in the pub car park in his clapped out motorhome. Yeah, maybe. I'm not sure he's got much choice. Hey, Dom. I was wondering where you two had disappeared to. You all right? Yeah, fine, yeah. Just having one last coffee before the day starts. Oh, there's still some in a pot. Oh, thanks, I'm good. How were the girls when you dropped them at Pips? Serum was a bit clingy, but then Rosie got out her old toys and she soon warmed up. Oh, that's good. It's easy to forget how much we rely on Mum and Dad. Only away for the weekend, Tom. They'll be back tomorrow. No, I know. Just saying. I'm so used to dumping the kids here and not having to worry. The house feels weirdly quiet, don't you think? Oh, I know what you mean. Yeah, well, the way things are looking, I'm probably going to be living back here soon. Oh, what have you heard? Nothing concrete. But the couple who came last weekend had a second viewing yesterday. And then when I spoke to Kirsty, I don't know, it felt like there was something she was hiding. Really? Look, I get it's hard for her. It's not much fun having to kick your best friend out of their home. No, just keep praying it won't happen too quickly. It would just be nice to have time to find a new place of our own. Yeah, of course. Anyway, did you see Jack and Henry on your way in? They're still feeding the goats. Yeah, think so. Right. I'll go and check what they're up to. It'll be time to open up the shop. Oh, Tom? Yeah? Can you bring over some King Edwards? There are only a couple of sacks left in the stock room. Sure. And we're going to need carrots as well. And see? Sage and rosemary, if you can. Yeah, no problem. Thanks. Catch you later, then. Yeah, all right, Helen. Bye. Bye. See? What have I been telling you? This is why you have to go back to Kirsty and withdraw the offer. You should never have made it in the first place. We don't need to withdraw. I'm sure if we just sit down with Helen, have a calm, practical conversation. I am not going to be responsible for making my sister homeless. Tom, come on. How are we responsible? It's Kirsty who wants to sell as quickly as possible. But we don't have to help her do it. Oh, honestly, I mean it. Anyway, I've got to go and take Helen her veg. I'll see you later. Oh, Ed, you're not still playing that stupid game, are you? I asked you to get the Christmas decorations out from the barn. Yeah, And I will do. When? Soon as I've beaten my last score. Remember? We're having lunch at Will's. Yeah, I know. Don't be like that. It'll be nice to see Mia, hear how she's been getting on at uni. And we did promise Kira we'd put the tree up this weekend. And we will. We couldn't do it yesterday. We were too busy gutting turkeys. Yeah, don't I know it. We've got all day today though. I promise I'll dig out the decks before we head over to Wills. Right, but we need to go and do shopping before that. What? I thought you were going. We're both going, aren't we? But why do I have to come? Because it ain't just this week's food we gotta get. There's loads of presents we need to get too. Have you found anything for your mum and dad yet? No. No, Zackly. And we've not got long left. Especially with the number of shifts I've got between now and Christmas. Natasha wanted me to come into the tea room today, only I said I couldn't. Okay. All right. I could do with some help. Ed, I'm tired from gutting all them turkeys too. Yeah, I know you are, Em. I was just enjoying zoning out for a bit. But you're right, no rest for the wicked. I'll grab the bags from the cupboard. Natasha, I haven't got time for this. I need to get these spuds over to the shop. I'm not stopping you. Shouldn't you be in the tea room anyway? I'm still fairly quiet. I've left Chelsea in charge. Look, you agreed you would like to buy Kirsty's house. No, I said it would be nice to live there while making small talk with Joy in the middle of my parents anniversary party. I know. I never said to go ahead and make Kirsty an offer. All right, I'm sorry. I obviously got the wrong impression. Obviously. But we've had loads of discussions about it. I've explained how we could afford it. I genuinely thought you'd come round to the idea. And then when Kirsty told me how desperate she was to sell all the bad memories it holds, how it's a constant reminder of what happened with Philip. Oh, I know, yeah. You were just being altruistic. I'm not saying that. Oh. I just figured if selling the house quickly was so important to her and, well, let's be honest, if she was prepared to accept a lower offer than the asking price well, it's a win. Win for everyone except for Helen. I know. And I don't want it to be this way either. Why you keep telling me how upset Helen would be? Because she would. But we haven't actually spoken to her. You never know, she might be happy that we're getting the house and not some complete stranger. What you reckon? Sorry? Oh, Kirsty. Hi. I take it you're talking about the house. Oh, I need to talk about it too. Yorkshire puds. Roasties. Roasties. So what do you reckon? We could go on Friday evening after she's broken up. Well, so it's Lowell Oxley. Got the ice rink again. Yeah. And the hall will be all done up for Christmas as usual. I know we ain't exactly in the mood, but it would be nice for Kira. Yeah, sure. Oh, look at that. Sprouts with chestnuts honey and smoked bacon. What do we want that for? Thought Mum and Dad were doing all the food this year. I'm just saying, you can get so much lovely stuff ready made these days. You could buy a whole Christmas dinner. All you'd have to do is stick it in the oven. Yeah, if only. I keep telling Mum that she doesn't need to go to so much effort, but. Yeah, I know. You know, with Will and Poppy going over to Andrew's and Oliver off to his family in New York, it's only going to be the five of us. And then we've got to do the same thing. Tea time with your parents, obviously. What else can we do? Chris is spending the entire day with Martha and Alice and her family. Yeah, if we don't go over to my mum and dad's, they'll be spending the whole day on their own. I'm not saying we can get out of it. I'm just saying that I wish they weren't all making such a massive fuss, that's all. My mum's already crammed the freezer with food she's made. Well, you know why, don't you? They reckon it's to help us not think about George. Oh, yeah? Yeah. Why would we think about George? Stuck in jail while we're all pulling crackers and opening presents, eh? Yeah, I feel the same. If I could, I'd skip the whole thing. Not just about us, is it? We've got to think of everyone. And if putting on all the bells and whistles makes them feel better, we've just got to suck it up. Yeah. Yeah, I suppose. Now, what was I actually looking for? Oh, yeah. Peas. So when are you gonna Tell Helen soon. Not necessarily. Because when I spoke to her last night, she had no idea. What did you say to her? Nothing. I was scared I might put my foot in something. But I really don't like keeping her in the dark. Which is why we're gonna tell her asap. Natasha, we haven't agreed that. Are you, though? Because I'm sensing the two of you don't seem to be in agreement. The truth is, we've got a few little things. When Natasha made you the offer, she. She kind of jumped the gun. Oh. We're not even sure we can afford it. What Tom means is we haven't got an offer in principle yet. I'm gonna contact a mortgage advisor tomorrow, though. Right? You can just bear with us for a couple of days. Natasha. Hang on. We can sort it. It won't take long. Let me put some firm figures in place and we can discuss next steps. We can think then about telling Helen. Well, maybe. Look, it's not like I wouldn't love you to have the house. Oh, there we are then. That's great. But if it's gonna cause issues, well, nothing we can't solve. Let's all just hold fire. We can still make this work. Tom. Really need these potatoes. Oh, Kirsty, hi. Everything all right? Yeah, yeah, we were just chatting, weren't we? Yeah, yeah, that's right. We were just talking about babes in the woods. You know, you were saying about Joy and Ian organizing a village trip? We thought we might take the girls. Oh, sorry, that's me. Oh, didn't we, Tom? Yeah, yeah, we did. I better answer it. Okay. Hello? Speaking. Who? Oh, sorry, I didn't recognize your voice. Brenda, Hi. Well, at least we've got most of the presents sorted now. Hopefully Chris will be happy with some craft ales. Oh, yeah. I've still got no idea what to get Brad, though. I'll buy him whatever he wants if he convinces George to let us visit. Yeah, well, I reckon we all would. I just can't bear the thought of not seeing him over Christmas. Well, you know, we shouldn't get our hopes up too much. No, I know. I mean, even if Brad does manage to persuade him on Wednesday, it could take a few days for it to be approved. By which time it'll be Christmas already. So. All right, a phone call then. I mean, even that might be tricky. What do you mean? Never mind. What do you mean it might be tricky, Ed? Just that there are fewer staff in prisons over the holidays, so. How'd you know that? Well, I was Reading some stuff about what it's like being locked up at Christmas. I mean, it wouldn't surprise me if George didn't spend most of the day locked in his cell. It's serious. Why do you think I don't feel like celebrating, eh? But surely if it's really that bad, you'd think he'd want to see us. Well, obviously not. He hasn't replied to any of the cards or letters we've sent him, so. Well, I guess it's all down to bread then. Hmm. Let's hope he can change his mind over here. Yeah, that's fine. Might as well put them on display straight away. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they'll be gone before we know it. Okay, no problem. Oh, here are the herbs you wanted. Oh, thanks, Natasha. I'll take those. So who's Kirsty talking to? Roy's sister. Oh, yeah, that's right. The same sister you were engaged to? Well, yes, a long, long time ago. I haven't heard of Brenda in years. So you don't keep in touch? No, not really. Only on social media, I suppose. Yeah, same here. Oh, did you see that picture that she posted a while ago of her and some friends on a yacht somewhere? All look very glamorous. I didn't know. Probably belongs to an oligarch. I'm sorry, what? I'm not even joking. That's why she left Ambridge. Oh, it was. She went to live in some Russian guy's multi million pound Mayfair flat. Yeah, well, I think those days are well behind her. Although she does seem to have done extremely well for herself. Really? Oh, here's Kirsty. Everything all right? Mike's okay, isn't he? Yeah, yeah, all good. It's nothing like that. So what did Brenda want? You know, Roy's asked her to oversee the sale of Willow Farm. She's coming to Ambridge tomorrow. That's not what you were saying when you were moving Leonard's stuffing. I know, I know. But now he's been living here a few days, it's not as much trouble as you thought. Jill's loving it. He didn't see them yesterday. They had a proper little production line going. Him writing his Christmas cards and her putting them in the envelopes for him. They were so happy and content. Well, he's lucky it's not his writing hand in a cast. Then he really would be in trouble. You see? There was nothing to be worried about, was there? You were right. I know. So what are you up to now? Well, I still need to bed down the Herefords. And then I thought I'd clear out the barn ready for the nfu. Due on Wednesday. Still rubbish left over from Saturday night's party. I can give you a hand. I've got time. Well, if you could, that'd be great. No problem. I've got to admit, it does help that the cows are all dried off now. Yeah, it's like having half a day about when there's no milking to do. Yeah. Leonard, what are you up to? Do you need something? No, no, you're well wrapped up. I thought I'd take a stroll to Bridge Farm. Bridge Farm? What for? I need some ingredients for tonight's dinner. I'm going to make a casserole for you all. Really? Jill's been refusing to let me. But she's not around this afternoon, is she? She's doing Christmas wreaths with the wi. I thought it'd be a nice surprise. It's a surprise. Certainly. Are you sure you're up to it, though? How are you gonna carry everything back? Oh, I only need a couple of things. I still have one hand. Yeah, even so. And besides, I'm not feeling so sore. I could do with straight stretching me legs. All right, but don't you think you might struggle to cook a meal? No, I don't see why. Well, all it is is chopping up a few veg and chucking them in a pan. It's a little more than that. Honestly. I can't expect to be waited on the whole time I'm here. I need to pull my weight. Okay. No, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Oh, wow, look at this. It's exactly the same. Really? Something must have changed. I think so. Still the same shoe rack, this side table. Same picture of Lakey Hill on the wall. So when was the last time you were here, Brenda? Oh, it must have been when dad and Vicky moved to Birmingham. So. Yeah, almost 10 years ago. That long? Oh, it's so great to see you, Kirsty. Oh, you too. Give us a hug. Oh, you look great. You haven't changed a bit either. I'm not sure about that. Thank you. You look amazing. That coat. Oh, do you like it? Yeah. Well, that makes me feel a bit better. Wasn't the cheapest, but I do love cashmere. Can I hang it up for you? Oh, cheers. Thanks. I meant what I said on the phone, though. Don't let me get in your way. It's really kind of you to let me stay. I could hardly make you shell out for a room At Grey Gables? I wouldn't have minded. Kind of curious to see what it's like now. Sure, but this used to be your home. And now it's yours. I'm just here to try to move the sale along. About that, Brenda. When we spoke yesterday, I wasn't quite sure what you meant. I am trying to get things sorted my end as fast as I can. Oh, I know you are. But Roy accepted your offer a while ago now and he and Hayley are keen to get the house sold as soon as possible. I think they just want to be sure it's going to happen. Ok, but I do need to sell my house first. Look, let's discuss it later. It was a long drive up from Surrey. Is it okay if I take my case up? Whoa. Oh, sorry, Ruth. I didn't hit you, did I? You just missed. Oh. Oh. Do apologize. These potatoes are proving rather tricky to chop. It's all right. I'll pick it up. Should the beef be smoking like that? What? Oh, no, no, it's just meant to be brown. Oh, dear, oh, dear. Oh, it's because I'm not used to cooking on a range. Tell you what, why don't I deal with that and you carry on with the veg? No, Ruth, honestly. This meal is my thank you to you. I don't mind. But I do. Now, if I just transfer the beef into another dish, why not reuse the one it was in before? Ah, here we go. Look at. Fresh one. That's fine too. I did mean it, by the way. About the Christmas eve concert at St. Stephen's it's not often you get a choir of that caliber singing on your doorstep. No, I know. Now, then. Alan was lucky to get them at such short notice. I think they were meant to be performing at the village hall in Cumberley. That's what Jill said. But they've got a problem with their roof. That's right. I don't believe the tickets are on sale yet, but when they are, shall I buy some? That'd be lovely. What are you looking for, Leonard? Tongs. They should be there. Yeah, let me. No, no, no, it's fine. It'll be quicker if I look. Honestly, Ruth, they might be in the dishwasher. I can manage. Please. You must have more important things to do. Don't waste your time fussing over me. That's better. It's what I miss most when I'm abroad. Nowhere else knows how to make a proper cup of tea. So, you abroad a lot recently? I have been. I only flew Back in from Dubai yesterday morning. And I was in Miami the week before. Barely know what time zone I'm in. No, I bet. Still, it's great to be back in Ambridge, even if it is freezing. I can't wait to catch up with everyone. You're here until the weekend, right? If that's okay with you. Luckily, I was due some leave. No, no, that's fine. And then I'm off to Birmingham for Christmas. Great. I really am doing everything possible to sell my old house as quickly as I can. Brenda. It was tricky for a while, not knowing what Helen intended to do. Yeah. And then there was a bit of uncertainty around my job, but that's sorted now. I've got a mortgage offer. I know. So I'm not really sure what it is you think you're going to do. Well, like I explained, I just want to make sure that when you're in a position to complete, everything's ready to go. Roy and Hayley don't want to wait any longer than they have to. No, of course not. I mean, obviously they prefer it if they can sell Willow Farm to you. If. Of course, let's be honest, they could have got a much better price. But you're a friend. They want you to have it. Right. I just wonder if you could be a bit more flexible in return. Flexible? In terms of securing a buyer for your house. Oh, sorry. Oh, no, no, you go. There's more tea in the pot if you want to. I'll be back in a sec. Hi, Kirsten. Natasha. Sorry to disturb you. It's that Brenda's car. Yes, she's just got here. Wow. I knew everyone said she'd done well for a second. You want to step inside? Are you sure? I won't be a minute. I'm just on my way back from the farm stuff. Of course it's fine. To stop the heat escaping. I just wanted to reassure you. Goodness knows what you must have been thinking yesterday, the way me and Tom were contradicting each other. To be honest, it might be better to go through the estate agent from now on, just to stop things getting confused. Of course. Just so that you know, though, I called the mortgage advisor and I've got an appointment tomorrow. Like I say, Natasha, that we really are genuine about wanting to buy the house. Sorry, did I hear that right? You're Natasha? Yeah, and you must be Brenda. Oh, it's so lovely to meet you. You too. Wow. Tom's wife. Amazing. Oh, yes, please do. I've fallen at the final hurdle. I'm Afraid I can't lift the casserole into the oven. Would you mind? No, of course not. Wow. It looks like you've used every pan in the kitchen. Sorry about that. I promise I'll clear everything up. I'm assuming you want it in the simmering oven? Oh, yes, if that's what you think. Are you all right, Leonard? Yeah, oh, I'm fine. I've just been on my feet too long. Maybe you should have a sit down. I can tidy up. Well, you shouldn't have to. It defeats the whole object. Don't be daft doing the cuttings. The main part. What? I don't mind. What the. Hi. Leonard's just finished preparing the casserole. Are you sure it was only a casserole? I really am very sorry. I was saying to Ruth, I'll tidy up. And I was telling Leonard. He's done enough, hasn't he, David? Yes, definitely. Go on now. Go and put your feet up in the sitting room. You could even have a little nap if you like. Well, that does sound tempting. I think maybe I pushed myself a bit too hard. I think you did well. I'm sure I'll feel better after a short rest. There's no rush. What on earth. I know, I know. Look at the state of this place. I mean, I literally don't understand how he's managed. I knew it'd be too much for him. It's not just that he can't use his hand. Well, hopefully he's learned he's gonna have to be a bit more patient with him, so. Yeah, let's hope. Oh, dear. I suppose this means you can't help clear up the barn, then? Sorry. I'll join you in a bit. I think I've got me work cut out here for now. That's true. It hadn't even occurred to me. We've all been engaged to Tom. Well, I guess it was a long time ago now. Yeah. A lot of water's gone into the bridge. Absolutely. Me and Tom. It was a reaction to losing my mum. And let's be honest, I was never really cut out for a life of mud and overalls. He obviously found the right person to marry in the end. I'm not always dressed like this. Oh, no, I didn't mean. I'm saying I shouldn't be so pressured. Sorry, Natasha. Did you want a cup of tea? There's some in the park. Yeah, take a seat. No, I can't. I need to get back to the farm. I only pop by for a quick word with Kirsty. Oh, well, we're bound to see each other again. I expect. So. Where are you living? Bridge Farm. No, they're just down the lane in Kathy's old place. Oh, nice. It's a sweet little house. That's okay. I'll have to pop down, meet your two little girls. Seren and Nova, isn't it? Oh, that's right. Great names. Thanks. Anyway, you two stay there. I'll see myself out. Oh, okay. Bye, Natasha. Give my love to Tom. Will do. Ah, she seems nice. I can see why Tom married her. Wish I could wear a shabby old fleece and still look that great. Yeah, and good news about your house. Why didn't you mention they wanted to buy it? I haven't decided if I'm going to accept their offer yet. No. Well, it's up to you, obviously, but it would mean you'd definitely be able to buy Willow Farm. Just stop harvesting those lettuces for one second and take a look. All right? All right. Here you go. The mortgage advisor was ever so helpful. Although I was on the phone for nearly an hour. Just let me read it. What? Seriously? Didn't I tell you? They'll lend us that much. What about your credit rating? Excuse me? It's a lot better these days. I paid off all my cards. Yeah, I know, but still. And the size of the deposit wasn't a problem either. Well, maybe to begin with. I was going to say it's not even 5%. No. So how did you get them to give you an agreement in principle? By offering them a bigger deposit. How much bigger? 50,000. 50,000? Tom, I know it's a lot. It's more than a lot. Knew there was no way we could afford it. But we can. How? I've had an idea. The look on Clary's face. Not just Clary's, Brenda. It was Susan's as well. She looked dumbstruck when she saw you. What a great idea, having a window into the dairy. And not just for surprising Clary and Susan. Honestly, though, I can't believe what you've done since I was last here. The Farm Shop, the cafe at Tea Room. Oh, sorry. Tea Room. And Adam's edible forest garden. He's very proud of that. He was telling me all about it when I saw him in the inn last night. Oh, I know. Hey, do you remember when you had the shop in Borchester and I was still at Radio Borsetshire? How could I forget? Whenever you were reporting on a story nearby, come in and use me for vox pops. You know that Time there was a new one way system. Or like when the sheep escaped from the market when it was still in the middle of town. You were very good at it. Well, you certainly made me have an opinion on everything. I must have been on the radio every week. Yeah, that's probably why I only, like, lasted five years. Was it that long? Oi. Just kidding. Well, I would say that things have worked out very well for you now. Well, career wise, anyway. And it's not like it wasn't a very long time coming. All those years working for Amside. If I hadn't met Dimitri when I did, I might still be there. Have you seen Lillian yet, by the way? No. Although I hear she's upgraded since Matt ran out on her. I suppose so. Justin treats her a lot better, that's for sure. Good. I'm pleased. I mean, I know me and Lillian had our issues, but she deserves someone decent. Don't we all? Oh, I was sorry to hear about you and Adrian. Sorry, who? Ah, like that, is it? No, not really. I mean, I'm over it now. And let's face it, if you've been engaged to some for years and there's still no progress, there's obviously something not working. Hey, maybe I'll be like Tom. Get married on the third attempt. Yeah, maybe. Who knows? And now he and his missus want to buy the house you're living in. That must be a bit galling. Sorry, what? Tom and Natasha making Kirsty an offer. What are you talking about? Brenda? I don't understand. Don't worry. Longhorns are pretty docile. She's interested in the willow twigs, not you. Yeah, I know. I weren't worried. Everything all right, Brad? You okay? Yeah, I'm fine. You sure? Haven't been down to the rewilding since you did that filming. I ain't had much time. So have you decided about introducing beavers? No, not yet. But that expert we consulted who saw the drone footage you took, did think we have the ideal habitat. So that's exciting. Now we've just got to convince everyone else. How do you mean? Well, I'm told there have already been a few mutterings. Local farmers worried about the possible impact. What, like improving the ecosystem? Bringing back a species what were here long before we were? I'm not sure they see it quite like that. And beavers would have an impact? Just a good one, I hope. Building dams along the brook would slow the flow of water into the arm, which should help to relieve flooding. And it's not like we haven't had any of that this year. Tell me about it. At Grange Farm, the fields didn't dry out until well into the spring. Ed couldn't graze his Texels. I remember. Which is why me and Rex need to do loads more research. Put an evidence plan together laying out all the benefits. And just hope the rumor mill hasn't already spun out of control. Are you kidding? This is Ambridge. We can but try. In the meantime, I've got dormouse boxes to put up. Don't expect too many people to be up in arms about them. No, I guess not. Do you want to give me a hand? Yes, Tom. I'm sure it's hardly like I've been paying myself a king's ransom. I've really not taken much out of the business until now. No, I know. And things are looking a bit better. Speaking especially now Summer Orchard is growing again. Since we decided not to offload it, I can afford to use some of my safety net. Better to invest in bricks and mortar than leave it where it is. That's true, I suppose. What's the point of working so hard and ever rewarding ourselves for it? I bet you a million pounds Brenda knows what she's worth. Let me have a look at that mortgage agreement again. Tom, where are you? Are you in one of the polytunnels? Yeah, yeah, in here. Helen. Where in here? Oh, you found us. Why has Brenda just told me that you've made Kirsty an offer on the house? Right. So it's true then? How could you, Tom? It's bad enough that I'm losing my home without being turfed out by my own brother. Helen, listen. When were you planning to tell me? Soon. Honestly, we're not even sure if we're going ahead. It happens so quickly. Exactly. It's not something we've been plotting for ages. But when you tell decided not to buy you, you thought you were just swooping. No, no. We know how disappointed you are. We'd much rather you kept the house. But since that's not possible or we're bursting at the seams in April Cottage, we just wanted somewhere a bit bigger. And you know how hard it is finding a decent sized house that's even half affordable around here. Believe me, Natasha, I know. I just cannot believe you didn't tell me. So how long have I got? What do you mean? When do you want me out? Oh, Helen, come on. Kirsty hasn't even accepted our offer. And. And even if she does, like I say, we still might not go ahead. What's this then, huh? Agreement in principle, Right? Well, it seems like you're pretty serious about it to me. I've only just seen that myself. Look, I don't know if this helps, but if it's about not having somewhere to move to, then maybe we could do a swap. I'm sorry. Kathy's gonna need a new tenant. I'm sure she'd love to rent you our place. So, April cottage is too small for you, but it's good enough for me and my two growing boys. No. This is so typical of you, Tom. Me? Always too focused on yourself to consider anyone else. Hey, that's really not fair. No? Well, what you've just done to me doesn't seem particularly fair either. I hope you'll be very happy living in my home. Okay, if you could hold the box against the trunk. How high? About chest height? Yeah, that's perfect. I'll tie it on with the wire. So if the entrance is on the back, how do the door mice know where to get in? Instinct, I guess. Breeding time. They look for safe places and trees and hedges to build a nest. And when it's not breeding time. Like now, while they're hibernating in the logs and leaves at the bottom of trees. Oh, sorry. Can I just feed the wire around? Sure. Thanks. I'm planning on putting up about 30 boxes. 30? Hence the reason I'm marking them on a map. Oh, don't let go yet. I'm not. So, if you finish for Christmas, does that mean Mia's back from uni, too? Yeah, I saw her on Sunday. She was over at Will's. All right. How is she? She. Well, yeah, I guess. It was kind of weird seeing her, to be honest. Like the same, but different. And you two, you're what now? Just friends? Yeah. You okay with that? Sorry, it's none of my business. No, it's all right. I just thought maybe that's why you'd come down here. You and Mia used to volunteer together all the time. No, it's not that. Okay, I won't pry. You can let go now. By the way, it's George. I'm going to see him in prison tomorrow. Oh. Oh, I see. I ain't sure I really want to, but I'm the only one who'll let visit. What? Really? He won't see anyone else? Nope. Not even ever? Just me and our daughter. Desperate for me to change his mind. Right. I have no idea how I'm going to. George says I'm the only one he trusts. And I Don't want to be no go between. I mean, I know what he did was really bad. Yeah, it was. Mum hates that I'm visiting him. But then other people, they're really worried. It's like whatever I do, it's going to be the wrong thing. I know how that feels. Yeah. Listen, Brad, I get it must be hard, but at the end of the day, it's not your responsibility. You can try and change George's mind, but ultimately it's his choice. People deal with this sort of thing in different ways. Sure, I guess. Although I do think it's good that you're visiting him. You do? Absolutely. If there's one thing I've learned recently is that nobody's beyond redemption. Everyone deserves a second chance. Thanks, Kirsty. No problem. Now, come on, the light's already fading. Let's see how many boxes we can put up before we're forced to go home. Oh, Brenda. What you doing? Hi, Kirsty. Just seeing if I can fix this wobbly stair rail. It wasn't that bad, was it? No, but better safe than sorry. My brother is still your landlord after all. Fair enough. And besides, it doesn't give a very good impression, right, you know, to anyone viewing the house. Look, I'm not saying it's gonna happen, but I'm only here for a few days. I might as well get the place ship shape just in case the sale to you falls through. I told you, Brenda, as soon as I've ironed out a few things with Tom and Natasha, I'll be happy to accept their offer. Yeah, well, I might have put a spanner in the works there. What do you mean? I was over at Bridge Farm earlier, catching up with Helen. Oh, no, you didn't tell her, did you? I'm really sorry, Kirsty. I didn't realize. She didn't know. How did she react? Can't say she was very happy. Why? What did she say? Is she angry? Yes, but mainly at Tom and Natasha. Oh, great. Poor Helen. There's no way they're gonna buy the house now. Hadn't you better answer your phone? All right, Tom, you don't have to go on. I didn't want it to happen like that either. No, but you can't say I didn't warn you. Could you check on the girls, please? I said it was bound to upset her. I need to get the tea on. And then just to make things worse, you suggest she moves in here? I was trying to help. She's been saying how hard it is to find Anywhere else to rent. The way is so sounded, though. How can we possibly buy the house now? Look, I agree it was a train wreck, but someone's gonna buy it. Helen must understand that. Of course. And when are we gonna get an opportunity like this again? A lovely house with plenty of room, near the farm that we can afford. I don't know, Natasha, I get what you're saying, but is it really worth the bad blood? Oh, hang on. I just got a message from Kirsty. Ah, well, that's just brilliant. Why, what is it? She's had a better offer. I bet it's the people who had the second viewing. Does she say how much? Can we match it? Match it? But I just thought you said. Let me see. Hi, Natasha. I'm so sorry to tell you this, but I've had a better offer on the house. I really appreciate you wanting to buy it, but in light of the situation with Helen, I think it's better for everyone if I accept it. I've already instructed the estate agent. Sorry. In light of the situation with Helen. What does she mean? It means she doesn't want bad blood either. It means we've been gazumped. Come on, Leonard, at least let me get it out of the cupboard for you. No, no, I can do it. It's just that I'm not used to a cylinder vacuum cleaner. Oh, the hose is getting stuck. Careful. Oh, there. Out it comes. What do you need the vacuum for anyway? Needles. The tree's shedding a bit already. I thought I'd clear them up. Is that all? Ruth, I know what you're going to say, but as compromised as I am, I can't sit around doing nothing. I want to be useful. Fine. Okay, Good. Right. Once I've finished in the sitting room, I might even give some other rooms a quick once over. All right, but please don't over exert yourself. No, no, I won't. Mind the cordstand. And the picture. Oh, goodness. Watch where you're putting the hose. Is everything all right? I heard banging. Hi, David. It's just Leonard. He's decided to do some vacuuming. You are joking. Keep your voice down. He's just trying to be helpful. I'm not sure how much more help I can take. I thought he'd learned his lesson making the casserole, but this morning I found him cleaning out the fireplace. There was ash everywhere. Yeah, I know. And that was after I'd had to stop him trying to light it yesterday evening. Thought he was going to set fire to his sling. What else can we do, though? We can't order him not to help. It's nice that he wants to pitch in. What about you? How's the barn coming along? The barn? When you just got back from feeding the sheep? No, all the. All the tables need to be laid out and the bar needs setting up. And before I can do any of that, the cows need bedding down. Don't worry, I can help with the cows. It'll get done. It always does. Oh, goodness. Oh, no. What's he done now? Leonard, you okay? All right, my love. I just thought you might have a rough idea. Well, it'll be after we finished having lunch with Carrie and Eddie, I guess. So you won't still have presents to open or anything? I don't know, Mum. It's still a week away. I know, I know. I'm just trying to plan our Christmas day. I figured you won't want any more turkey, so I've got Meeny, Dad, a small crown. And then when you're round in the evening, I'm gonna do us a buffet with salmon on crisp fruit, a big glazed ham, some nice cheeses. It sounds lovely, but please don't go crazy. Knowing Clary, we're still going to be stuffed from lunch. Of course, but we want it to be nice. We're only going to see you for half the day anyway, by the sounds of it. Not even that. Look, we'll try and be with you as soon as we can. Now, I need to get on. I've got tables to clear. Yeah, yeah, I need to get off in a minute, too. I have to be at the dairy soon. Natasha has barely been around the last couple of days. She keeps ducking out to the office and I've got no idea why. Okay. All right. So when Chelsea's not here, I've been pretty much running the tea room on my own. Well, you know what you're doing. Yeah, but it means I haven't got much headspace to think about Christmas. Or is it because you're worried about Brad's visit to see George? Oh, I know, love. I know. But if he decides he still doesn't want to see us, there's not much else we can do. We can't just give up on him, whether he chooses to see us or not. No, I know. He needs to know that we're here for him. Of course. Otherwise, when he finally comes home, he's gonna really think we don't care. I'm just saying we can't force him to see us. No. Well, Brad's probably already at the prison now. Fingers crossed he can change his mind. A bit more at the back, David. Good, that'll do. Right then, Leonard. After you. Oh, okay. As you can see, the blowers done most of the work. The job now is to just spread the straw around. How do we do that? I'm gonna use a rake, but you can just kick it about. And the cows won't mind? No, the Herefords love getting fresh bedding. Right. Oh, you know, Ruth, as happy as I am to do this, I really would like to buy you a new lampshade. I feel terrible, Leonard. There's no need. Well, I should have noticed the power cord had got snagged on the coffee table. Accidents happen. Now we've turned the shade around, no one's going to notice the dent. Well, I know, but still. Let me just leave the vacuuming to someone else from now on. Yes. Yeah, that's probably a good idea. How are we doing? You getting one okay, Leonard? Well, you'd better ask Ruth. Leonard's doing an excellent job. Oh, good. I found something I can actually manage, even if it is only kicking straw around. Not. It's all part of keeping the farm going. We're grateful for the help, really. Because so far I can't help feeling I've been more a hindrance. No, no. And I really do want to do my bit. Well, in that case, maybe we can find you some other jobs to do. So, Brad, how was George? Is he okay? He was fine, yeah. Did he look alright? Did he tell you how he's been doing? He moaned about the food a bit. And he told me about the lockdown they had this morning. A lockdown? What happened? They were a big fight. It's all right though. George weren't part of it. Really? Because the last time we saw him he was hanging out with some pretty rough looking lads. Exactly. As long as he's tight with them, no one's gonna mess with him. Don't worry. That's what I was worried about. Oh. Well, anyway, he's all right. And did you ask if he'd let us visit over Christmas? I did try. And what? He still said no. I'm sorry, Emma. He reckons it's better for everyone not to have any contact for a while. How? It's not better for us. I can try again next time I visit. I did my best. I'm not blaming you, Brad. I just don't understand what he's thinking. He must feel so isolated. You're the only person from the outside he Sees. Actually, I think maybe he saw someone last week. What do you mean, you think? Well, I ain't exactly sure. He's handing me Mum. Brad says someone else has been visiting George. Does he? The wine's already been mulling for about an hour. Oh, smells good. What do you reckon? Do you think you'll be able to fill the guest cups? Yeah, it's okay. I've got the neck. Okay. There you are. Up. Well done. Excellent work, Ruth. Can I tempt you? What's that? Would you like a cup of mulled wine? It's supposed to be for the NFU guests. All right. Go on. Yes. So, are we all set for a bunch of festive farmers to descend? I think so. Just about. I know I'll said it already, but the barn does look especially magical this year. Putting those new fairy lights around the beams along with the garlands. It's really transformed the place. There you go. Do you mind if I have a small one just to be certain I've got the hang of it? I'd say that sounds very wise. Merry Christmas to Brookfield. Are you sure you're going to manage the whole evening, Leonard? I've got a chair to sit down if I need to and I'm handling the rest of the bar if you need help. Besides which, it feels good to have finally found some ways to be useful. I'm clearly better around the farm than I am in the house. Excellent. Well, there is still beef to be labelled. And I'm sure Josh wouldn't say no to a hand with the eggs. David, Lena's not free labour. No, no, but I'm more than happy to help. I know you're bored with me saying it, but I really am grateful to you for letting me stay. I wouldn't have chosen to break my wrist, but knowing I'll be sharing this special time with you all. Well, I've not looked forward to Christmas this much for a very long time. Oh, Leonard, the feeling is mutual. Like I say, I might have got the wrong end of the stick. All George said was how he hated the guard who was supervising. He'd been throwing his weight around last week. But you've no idea who it was went to see him? No. Look, I have to get home. Mum will be making supper. Oh, of course, love. Thanks. Anyway, I'll let Will know how you got on. Okay. See you then. All right, Brad. Safe home. Bye. Oh, bless him. It's not easy for him. I just wish he'd asked George. You went to see him? Who do you reckon it could be one of his old mates from school. Tilly Button. Tilly. Well, whoever it is, it's nice to know there are some people he don't mind seeing. Well, maybe we should be pleased. At least he's maintaining some sort of contact with the outside world. Don't change the fact he won't let us visit. It's Christmas. I just want to see him. I know, but what else can we do except try to make the best of things? Hey, what about this concert at St. Stephen's the tickets went on sale today. That'd be a nice thing to do on Christmas Eve, listening to a beautiful choir. You're not serious. Like a few carols are going to help. I just thought it might be something we could do together. We don't have to. I'm sorry, Mama. It's just Christmas is going to be hard enough with one side of the family barely talking to the other. Oh. Look, I know things are difficult with Eddie. Yeah, exactly. And we're stuck in the middle, having to go from one house to the other, pretending like everything's normal. Like it's just another Christmas and George is not in jail. No one's pretending, love. All we're trying to do is give you as nice a day as possible, but you can't. The only thing that could make things better would be if the people I love were all together. And that's not going to happen. I know you're only trying to help, Mum, but no amount of salmon on crout and glazed ham is going to change that. Brad, hold up. Oh, hi, Eddie. Didn't you hear me calling? No, sorry, I had my earphones in. Just finished a shift at Grey Gables. Have you? Yeah, I've just finished work at all. Last day at the market for me today. All done now until the New year. Right? Yeah, some of the fellas tried to drag me down the Swan, but. Well, I ain't exactly the life and soul at the moment. Figured I'll grab some beers from the village shop, head home. Sure. Thanks for visiting, George. Oh, it's good to know he's seeing someone. Look, I did my best. I. I tried to persuade him to see you all. Oh, I know you did, Brad. I just wouldn't listen. That's the Grundy in him. Best thing we can do for George now is to make sure he's got something to come home to. How's the farm promotion business going? Keeping it ticking along. Uh, it's okay. That don't sound too convincing. What is it, son? I were Filming with the drone last week and all of a sudden the controller went dead. I'm hoping it's just the main board that's broken. So what does that mean? You can't fly the drone? No, and a replacement board ain't cheap. But if it's not that and it needs a brand new controller, well, that'll wipe out all the money in the bank account and then some. Did you tell George? Well, I figured he wouldn't want to know. Oh, good lad. Oh, it's the drone footage. What pulls in the punters, ain't it? Without that, George won't have much of a business left. Pretty much, yeah. Right, then we best get our thinking caps on. We need to come up with some cash. So, still going to do your buffet with salmon and your fancy hand? Well, I suppose I don't have to do all of it. Seems a shame not to, though. I mean, it wasn't really the food Emma was upset about. No, it was not being together as a family. Especially with George still refusing to let them visit. I'm sorry, Susan. If it weren't for Eddie, I'd invite you and Neil over. Two hours. The turkey's big enough on Christmas day, you mean? Well, then we could all spend it together. But I do know after all they unkind things he said to me. No. Well, I have tried to make him apologize. How's the Christmas pud ice cream coming along? You doing okay? Yeah, all in tubs and labeled. They just need pudding in the freezer. Amazing. Do you mind if I leave you to finish up? I need to get over to the shop. No, that's fine. Ain't it? So. Yeah. Yeah. Thank you. Oh, by the way, Mum says tickets for the concert at St. Stephen's are going fast. She just bought a couple for her and dad. Oh, right. Yeah. You were both saying how much you wanted to go. Yes, I do. Thank you for letting us know, Helen. Yeah, no worries. Right. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then. Yes, okay. But. Bye, Helen. Bye. I better try and get some tickets tonight. I've been telling Eddie we ought to go. I suggested it to Emma, but that went down like a lead balloon and all. Seems there's nothing I can do to cheer her up. Don't reckon there is much we can do, Susan. Not with things the way they are. Unless. What if me and Neil did agree to come to yours for Christmas? I'd be up for it. Do you think you'd be able to convince Eddie? Well, I'm not sure. Like I say, I Have tried, but he still seems pretty angry. What would it take to change his mind? Mind? Look, I don't blame you for being angry. We should have talked to you about the house first. Oh, you think? Yes. But then Natasha got carried away and made Kirsty an offer. Right. This is Natasha's fault? No, no, we both messed up. I'm just saying it wasn't because we were deliberately trying to go behind your back. I just didn't want to upset you enough, necessarily, that I know how much that house means to you. What a haven it's been for you and the boys. And I knew you'd be hurt when you found out we had our eye on it. Very intuitive of you. Thanks. But you know me, though. Always taking the path of least resistance. I'm really sorry, Helen. I should have been braver and just been honest with you from the start. Well, if we're being honest, maybe I did overreact. It's just hard, you know, Having to come to terms with the fact that it won't be our home for much longer and finding out you could afford it and I couldn't. It's hard not to be a bit jealous. I know. But that's not your fault, though. And I can absolutely see why you'd want to buy it. It would be perfect for you guys. I've been trying to pretend it wouldn't be. What are you going on about? Of course it would. It's been great for me and the boys. So are we good? Yes, Tom, we're good. There's no point staying angry anyway. Neither of us is going to get to live there. Not now. Someone else is buying it instead. Ah, well, we're actually considering making Kirsty a counteroffer. What? But she's already accepted this one. I know, but I think she only did that because she didn't want any more strife. If you're okay with it now, though, she. Well, but hang on. So all this making out that you're sorry, you. You were just buttering me up so you could go back to Kirsty? No. You are unbelievable. That's not it at all. I have to go. Any is waiting to go home. No, Helen, wait. You just said you could see why we want the house. If those people buy it, you're still going to have to move out. Yes, but at least it won't be, thanks to you. Are you sure you want to do this, Eddie? It's a lot of money. You've got to spend money to make money. Ain't you ever Heard of that? Of course. But you said you'd got none. Look, it's a question of cash flow. I'm flush at the moment because I'm selling me turkeys. As long as I get it back before things get tight again next month, I'll be fine. But ain't reselling tickets illegal? Oh, of course it ain't. Well, maybe for football matches, but not choirs next. Stop distracting me. I'm trying to put my card number in right, but it just seems kind of wrong making people will pay more for their tickets than they should do. I ain't gonna wipe the price by hundreds of pounds. Just enough to pay to get the drone fixed and keep George's business going. I know. Don't be so squeamish, Brad. Ain't your professors taught you about supply and demand? I'm studying maths, not economics. Well, then, here's a lesson for you. When I press confirm on your laptop, all the remaining tickets for Tuesday's concert will belong to me. Which means I'll control the supply. Here we go, Eddie. Done. There. Done. Now all we have to do is be patient and wait for demand to go through the roof. Oh, Wick, it's the missus. Don't breathe a word, okay? Hello, Brad. Eddie. I brought someone back with me. Evening, NATO. I reckon I'd better go home. I have an assignment I need to work on. Yeah, I'll head out with you, Eddie. You stay right there. But I've got to. I mean it. See you, Brad. Yeah, see you, Annie. Susan. Bye, Brad. Take care. What you doing? I need to feed the ferrets. The ferrets can wait. Susan has some things she wants to say to you. You don't you, Susan? I do. I'm going to go and get changed. Barry. Hang on. Why don't you start by offering her a cup of tea? Hi. Sorry to disturb you while you're cashing up. Tom, I really don't want to talk to you. All right. I know, but just give me a minute. I've been thinking. Have you, now? I think I may have come up with a way of solving everyone's problems. You're not going to suggest the boys and I move into April Cottage again? No. I'm suggesting we put you up. Sorry. You'll do what? Look, the last thing I want is for you to have to move out before you're ready to. So we'd buy the house, but you'd stay with us until you found a new place of your own. Admittedly, it would mean Jack and Henry sharing a bedroom. Wait, wait, wait. But it's a decent sized house. It wouldn't be too much of a squeeze. See, you're suggesting that we live together, all seven of us. Is that such a terrible idea? Well, okay, maybe it's not ideal, but it would only be for a little while and you wouldn't be under so much pressure. Not like if these other people buy the house. You'd have to move out the moment they're ready to move in. You wouldn't have any say in it at all. And we wouldn't expect you to pay rent. Maybe just something towards the. I can afford to pay my way, Tom. No, of course. But we'd be paying the mortgage anyway. And in any case, Helen, you're my sister. Jack and Henry are my nephews. You'd do the same for us. I know you would. So what do you say? I suppose it could work, yes. What if I struggle to find somewhere, though? There aren't many good places to rent out there. And I don't want to feel like an unwelcome house guest. Like you're just waiting for me to move out. More likely you'll be desperate to leave. Tom, I'm serious. Then we'll talk. We can do that, can't we? Sure. I guess. Look, at the end of the day, we both only want the same thing. A safe, comfortable home to raise our kids in. Why not help each other to get it instead of standing in each other's way? Well, when you put it like that, we be great knowing I've got some breathing space. And you wouldn't be risking moving back in with Mum and Dad. Not that that would be awful or anything. No. But I am 45. Have you discussed this with Natasha? I have. She's good with it. If you are, then I guess I am too. Great. I'm so happy, Helen. I know I've been an idiot. That's okay. Sorry. Just don't get too excited, though. Still got to sweet talk Kirsty. Last I heard, she'd already instructed her solicitor to get things moving with the sale. I'm not expecting you to ever agree with what we did, Eddie. Persuading Emma to call the police, watching George getting taken away. It's one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I never said you enjoyed it. No. But I didn't feel we had a choice. For the sake of both our families, though, shouldn't we at least try to patch things up? I'm not saying it'll be easy. I mean, Some of the things you said to me, they're gonna be hard to forget. I know I went too far. Oh, ok. So what's this plan you and Clary have been cooking up, then? It's Clary's idea, really. She thought me and Neil could come here for Christmas. All this animosity is breaking Emma's heart. Wouldn't it be nicer for her and Ed and Kira if we all spent the day together? All we're doing is hurting other people now. Look, I'm prepared to try to put aside our differences if you are. Susan, you're right. I ain't never going to agree with you grassing on George. I know. It wasn't because you don't love him, though. I'm sorry for what I said. Apology accepted. As for having Christmas together, I should probably be a better person. But I can't. Not when George is banged up in jail. Eddie, for goodness sake, weren't you listening to Susan? I was listening. And I'm guessing so were you. It's just one day. You can do that for Edward and Emma. Clary, it's okay. I can't help how I feel. Look, if you want to do it any road, I'll make myself scarce. What, hide upstairs, do you mean? Or you could go to Neil and Susan's. You'd be all right with that, wouldn't you? Well, yes, I suppose. Don't be so silly. What would you do? I'll be okay. I'll have a quiet day on me own. I agree. It would be nicer for Edward and Emma and Kira to have Christmas together as a family. I just can't be part of it. It's up to you. What's Kira doing in there? Don't you want to go to Lower Loxley? She'll be out soon, Ed. She can't go ice skating without her gloves. Come on, Carl. Warm up. Hey, what were you talking to your mum about? Oh, she's still going on about this stupid idea to have Christmas at your parents. Like that would make anything better. Yeah, if anything, it would make things worse. I mean, just the thought of leaving Eddie at home by himself while the rest of us spend the day together. Well, I think I finally got it through to Mum that we ain't doing it. We'll have lunch here with them, separate your folks, just like we planned. Although that's going to be even harder now knowing my mum offered your dad an olive branch and he threw it back in her face. Mum said he did apologize for some of the stuff he said to her. Yeah, but still, that's gonna be hanging over everything now. Oh, seriously, the sooner Christmas has been and gone, the better. No, I couldn't agree more. Mind you, if the there's one silver lining. Apparently the concert at St. Stephen's is sold out, so Mum won't be trying to drag us along to that. Yeah, yeah, I heard My mum was moaning about not being able to get a ticket too. Can't say dad seemed too disappointed. Just told her that she could listen to Carols from Kings for nothing and dashed off to the shed. Oh, here's Kira. Finally she remembered to lock the front door. Yeah, she's doing it. Good. Then I suppose we'd better put put on our happy faces. Still the start of the school holidays. Let's at least try to have some fun. Natasha, where should I throw away these wet tissues? Sorry, Nova, not to drink over. Oh, we're not over the living room carpets. Not all of it. Some went on the sofa as well. That was my fault. I was getting her and Seren to show me their dance moves and there wasn't really enough room. No, but still, don't. Tom should know better than to let them leave their cups where they can get spilt. So where is the bin? Sorry, Brenda, it's just over there. Oh, excuse the mess. I haven't had time to put all the shopping away yet. Don't be silly, it's fine. Is there anything I can do to help? No, no, I'm just heating up some Mac and cheese for the girls. Why don't you go back through and sit down? Actually, I might stay out of the way for a little while. Tom's still on all fours, dabbing up the spillage. I'm sorry I can't stay longer. I've been wanting to pop by all week. Oh, I know. We've just been so busy. Oh, don't worry. I can see what a hectic life you lead. Like I say, the house isn't always this messy. Honestly, it's fine. If I didn't have a cleaner, my house would be just as bad. Not that I'm ever at home. It's ridiculous really, when I think about how much I paid for it. Especially seeing what properties go for here. We still think it's expensive around here. Oh, no, no, I know. And don't get me wrong, it's a lovely house. The previous owners did a big redesign so it's got this fabulous open plan extension. But if I added up how much time I've actually spent there this year, it would probably have been cheaper to book myself into a swanky hotel on Park Lane. And I'd have had room service. Excuse me, Brenda, I just need to throw this away. Oh, sure. The. Thanks. So where are we off to this evening? Just meeting some old friends in Borchester. Gotta say, it's been great catching up with so many people. I'm still recovering from the bull last night. Kate and Jakob are a curious couple, aren't they? Sorry, can I just get to that cupboard? Sorry. Yeah, and Lillian was there too, with Justin. She even treated us to a bottle of champagne on the house. You and Tom really should have come. Well, it's hard arranging babysitters at short notice. No, no, I understand. And at least this way I've got to meet Sarah and Inova before I head off to Brom. Yeah. Honestly, Natasha, I don't know how you do it. Twins and running your own business. Such a shame it didn't work out with Kirsty's house. Are things still awkward with Helen? No, we're actually seeing eye to eye now. Great. I'm so pleased. Between you and me, I kind of wish you were buying Kirsty's house. The offer she's accepted isn't turning out to be as simple as she thought. How do you mean? For a start, the couple buying it need to sell their house first and they're in a chain. Plus some of their money is from an inheritance which is still crawling through probate. Oh, so it's not a done deal? I've no idea. But Roy and Hayley aren't going to wait forever. At least if you were buying it be a much quicker sale. Oh, come on, there's still time. You could grab some ice skates. Honestly, Ed, I'm not in the mood. Well, then get in the mood. It's your idea to come here. I know, I know. But I'm perfectly happy watching you and Kira. Yeah, but it would be. I'm a rubbish skater anyway. Now go on, she's waiting. I'll be fine sitting here. All right. Okay. See you in a bit then. Yeah. Hey, and be careful on them skates. Well, that's fine for you to say. I'd rather be up a tree with a chainsaw any day. Oh, hello, Vince. All right, Emma? Vince, how are you? Oh, you know, the lights and the eggnog not doing it for you? No, not really. Oh, dear. Elizabeth will be disappointed. It's not her fault. Just not really in the festive spirit at the moment. Let me guess why, Brenda? Did you still want Rex's number? Yes, please. I was just about to ask you for it. Oh, sorry, I didn't realise you were coming down. How do I look? Wow. Glammed up enough for a night out in Bochester. To be honest, you might have overshot. Jeans in a top would have done. Oh, well, I haven't got time to change now. I just have to stick with the Westwood, so. Yeah. Taxi number? Yeah, I'll ping it to you now, thanks. Gonna have to try to be sensible tonight. Told dad I'd head over in the morning. Come lunchtime tomorrow, I will be out of your hair. Well, don't be silly. It's been lovely having you. Well, I'll still be keeping an eye on things. Ah, thanks. Got it. I don't expect much is going to happen between now and the new Year, but if you can keep me up to date with the sale of your place. Yeah, I will. Fingers crossed it doesn't all take too long. I'm sure it won't. I mean, all house sales are complicated. Yeah, but some are more complicated than others. I just hate to have to tell you Roy and Hayley had run out of patience. I want to come to the housewarming party for a start. Right, I better ring for that cab or I'm never going to get there. Yeah, okay. Natasha. Hi, Kirsty. Me again. Oh, is Brenda still here? I thought she was going out tonight. She is. What can I do for you? Now, admittedly it was before I came on the scene, but Freddy didn't let Elizabeth visit him in prison for ages. It wasn't cuz Freddy hated her though. No. And I'm sure, sure George doesn't hate you neither. Or likely he's just ashamed. He'll come round. I hope so, Vince. I'm just so scared of what he's going to be like when he comes out. He's cooped up in there with all these other lads and he ain't the best judge of character. Wouldn't be the first time he's been led astray. Look, not everyone who goes to prison comes out a hardened criminal. Freddie didn't. Well, of course he didn't. He's got all this. Well, I know that must be how it looks, but believe me, he's had to work hard to prove himself. He's still working hard. I'm sorry, I didn't mean. No, no, I know. I'm just saying how you put your life back together ain't just about money. It's about character as well. Now, I don't know George well, but he seems like a bright, capable young fellow to me. He is. You should have seen the reference Pat wrote for him for court, saying how hard working and resourceful he is. There you are, then. He just made one terrible, stupid decision and then he didn't know how to go back on it. He knows he did the wrong thing. Well, if that's what you think, have some faith in him, then Prison's going to be a test of his metal. But it could be the making of him too. Thank you, Vince. Maybe I should have more faith in him. It's just hard not to feel guilty. Guilty? Yeah. Like if I'm not worrying, I'm betraying George somehow. Even coming here, I can't enjoy myself. And as for Christmas. What about it? All I really want to do is shut the world out and have a cozy day at home. Do that, then. We can't. There's our parents. So? You're not the one serving a sentence, Emma. You should do whatever you want. It's your decision. Obviously, Kirsty. Yeah, but it sounds like a much better arrangement to me. You get to sell your house. But Helen isn't under pressure straight away. Exactly. And unlike with the other offer, Tom and Natasha have no chain. Willow Farm could be yours in a matter of weeks. Yeah, I know. I'm still just a bit worried about Helen. You have checked, she's okay with it? Honestly, Kirsty, she and Tom had a long chat. We're going to live together as one big happy family. At least for a little while anyway. Oh, that'll be wrecked. I have to go. Oh, okay. I know we've already said goodbye once this evening, Natasha. Yes, indeed. No harm in doing it again. I really do hope this works out. April cottage is lovely and everything. Oh, no, I know, but compared to Kirsty's house. Exactly. I can really picture you and Tom living there. It suits you down to the ground. Oh, thanks. Okay. See you in the morning, Kirsty. Try to let myself back in quietly. Oh, don't worry. Enjoy your evening. Have a great Christmas, Brenda. See you. Oh, I guess I ought to head off too, Kirsty. Give you time to think. Genuinely, though, if you want to talk to Helen, I know we've not made life easy for you. Just let us know when you've made your mind up. I think I already have. What? Really? I'd like to accept your offer. Kirsty, that's brilliant. Oh. From now on, I promise, everything's gonna go super smooth. Oh, I hope so. It will. Oh, It'll be the easiest house sale ever, you'll see. I reckon we stick here from now on. Leave the zipping around to Kira. Yeah, good idea. So what made you change your mind? I just decided two of the three people I care most about in this world are on this ice rink. Just because I can't see George didn't mean I shouldn't enjoy spending time with them. Good. Because I'm enjoying myself too. Really? Yeah. Well then what you reckon to spending Christmas at home? Just the three of us. What are you on about? We've got to spend the day with our folks. Have we? Though we both agree it's going to be horrible. Wouldn't it be so much nicer to just spend it by ourselves? We could get some of that ready made Christmas food we saw in the supermarket and like play some games, watch some telly. Just veg out and not have to pretend for anyone. Yeah, that sounds great. So let's do it then. Kira would love it. She doesn't want to spend the day being dragged between feuding grandparents neither. I know, but they've already made loads of preparations. How are they gonna feel if we tell them they're gonna have to spend Christmas by themselves? The be heartbroken and we're not. No, I mean it. Mum keeps telling me I have to accept George don't want to see us. Well, they have to accept we want Christmas Day on our own. Well, if. If that's what you definitely want. It is. More than anything. Then we better think how we're gonna break. How can a celebration of death reframe how we think about losing our loved ones? What can bridges made from tree roots teach us about the future we build for our descendants? And how can a broken object help us with mindfulness when things fall apart? 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