Pennod 6 Nyth Cacwn

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-An excellent lunch.

-Except for the pudding...

-What was wrong with it?

-What was wrong with it?

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-It wasn't as good as last Sunday's.

-Rubbish! Einon, was today's pudding

-any different from last week's?

-I thought today's was better.

-Because I didn't get any last week.

-Come to think, I made last week's.

-Come to think, I made last week's.

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-There - you didn't use as many eggs.

-All those eggs

-might make Herbert Thomas randy!

-I only had one egg to put in it.

-Einon, you're bringing

-fewer eggs recently.

-What have you done to those hens?

-It's not the hens - it's

-that blinkin' Carlo who eats them.

-Nonsense!

-Nonsense!

-

-Next time I see him, I'll shoot him!

-Don't you touch Carlo, or I'll tell

-Mistress you stole the biscuits.

-That's enough, and on a Sunday, too!

-Right, time to go to chapel.

-Would you go, on my behalf?

-I don't feel well.

-I've promised to visit Lisa

-and the new baby in Carmarthen.

-Somebody has to.

-Or the Minister will be over,

-and we'll never get rid of him.

-And you've no eggs to give him!

-Einon, you go to chapel,

-so one of us is there.

-No point sending him.

-He won't get past the rugby club.

-He won't get past the rugby club.

-

-You go, then!

-I have to read these!

-You and your trashy papers!

-They're nothing but..

-But, but, what?

-Sex and dirty scandal!

-There's a lot of it about!

-I was reading only this morning...

-..about the "treble life Romeo".

-What do you mean?

-He had 3 wives, in different

-countries, and 20 children!

-He was more successful

-than that new cockerel!

-He died very suddenly.

-None too soon.

-None too soon.

-

-What was his name?

-Herbert Thomas!

-Give me that filth! The Chapel would

-do you far more good.

-I don't want to go! They'll all be

-staring - I won't know where to sit!

-There'll be plenty of room -

-you can even lie down, if you like.

-But...

-But...

-

-But, nothing! It's settled.

-Don't go far!

-It'll soon be time to go.

-I'll be back, now.

-Einon, are you going to sit there

-all afternoon?

-Yes.

-You'll go like a bomb, now!

-I'm off, Mam.

-I'm off, Mam.

-

-Will you be all right, going so far?

-I'm only going to Carmarthen!

-Don't give anybody a lift,

-don't open the window...

-..or run out of petrol.

-And if the Police stop you,

-just say you know me.

-It won't start.

-It won't start.

-

-Very clever!

-Blast! Now, of all times!

-Wiliam, the car won't start.

-What's wrong with it?

-What's wrong with it?

-

-It won't start.

-I'll see to it - get inside.

-Try it now.

-The battery's flat, now.

-The battery's flat, now.

-

-Got it in one.

-What shall I do?

-What shall I do?

-

-I'll just have to take you myself.

-What about Chapel?

-What about Chapel?

-

-Einon can go.

-Yes - get changed.

-Yes - get changed.

-

-But I won't hear the sermon!

-You're the one to go, then!

-I can't understand what's wrong with

-the car. I look after it so well.

-This crock never

-gives you any trouble.

-D'you want to walk?

-That's not what I meant.

-I appreciate the lift.

-Especially as I'd intended

-going to Chapel.

-Hey, look who's coming!

-Watch him take off!

-Damn!

-Well, I managed to pass it, anyway!

-Who can that be?

-Oh, Herbert.

-You didn't go to Chapel, either?

-No, I didn't feel like being

-preached at, today.

-What happened to your trousers?

-I ripped them on some barbed wire.

-Oh, you were lucky!

-You might have damaged your...

-..well,

-you could have hurt yourself.

-I'll tack it for you. You don't want

-to go around half naked on a Sunday.

-Thank you, Gwyneth.

-Hello... Delyth?

-It's Henri... er, Bunny!

-Sorry, Herbert. Stand still, then!

-That was a nasty pinch!

-That was a nasty pinch!

-

-Stick your backside out, then.

-Stand still,

-or you'll get another pinch.

-That's enough, now.

-Just one more, and I'll tie it up.

-Henri - I didn't know you were here.

-Just arrived.

-Thanks. I'll be straight off,

-to recover.

-Right. And if you want the trousers

-mended, bring them back tomorrow.

-Herbert ripped his trousers,

-on some barbed wire.

-I'm glad to hear it.

-That you weren't hurt, I mean.

-That you weren't hurt, I mean.

-

-Good-bye, Gwyneth.

-Where's Delyth?

-Where's Delyth?

-

-Carmarthen.

-Her car's outside.

-It wouldn't start,

-so Wiliam took her.

-Her friend's had a baby,

-so she went to see them.

-I'd like to have gone with her.

-I like little babies.

-I love them.

-I love them.

-

-Oh, do you?

-Now then.

-How old are you?

-Funny you should ask.

-I'll be 30 next Tuesday.

-30! And you've been going out with

-Delyth for five years!

-Seven!

-Seven!

-

-Seven! Well, doesn't time fly.

-Don't you feel that you've reached

-an age when you...

-..want to do something?

-Yes, and d'you know what it is?

-Fly in Concorde!

-Yes... well, I had something more

-down-to-earth in mind.

-Don't you feel

-that it's time to move on?

-Promotion would be nice.

-But I'd have to move away

-from Mummy and Delyth.

-Don't you think it's time

-you and Delyth did something?

-Oh, yes, but Mum says that one

-shouldn't rush into marriage.

-She says she had lots of interesting

-experiences before getting married.

-I'm sure. I didn't actually mean

-marriage, right now.

-But it would be nice,

-if you got engaged.

-I hadn't thought of that.

-It would be nice,

-and I'm sure Mummy would let me.

-It's nice for a young couple

-to get engaged - it seals the bond.

-People won't be so forward, then.

-Yes - some of the girls in the bank

-have been harassing me.

-Why don't we have a party for you

-here on Tuesday evening?

-Buy her an engagement ring. Invite

-all your friends, and surprise them!

-Including Delyth,

-as you announce your engagement.

-How could you be so clever?

-I've had years to think of it.

-Let me see if I've any eggs

-for your mother.

-Thank you.

-Henri, would you answer that?

-Hello, Nyth Cacwn... yes?

-Oh, no! Don't tell me!

-We'll be there right away.

-Who was it?

-Who was it?

-

-We have to go and get Einon.

-Has he been taken ill in Chapel?

-No, he's blind drunk

-in the rugby club!

-Cold, isn't it?

-You're busy here. It's like

-Buck House on Wili's birthday.

-This birthday party is Mam's idea.

-You're welcome to stay.

-Maybe, but if you see me leave,

-you'll know...

-You've had enough.

-You said it.

-Have you written everything down?

-Remember to bring enough lemonade.

-I'll be bringing some wine, too.

-Do you have to? I'm proud to say,

-we've never had any alcohol here.

-You had a cask of it here on Sunday.

-Where?

-Where?

-

-Inside Einon!

-I've asked Herbert round tonight

-because he's on his own at home.

-That's where he belongs.

-Where are you going?

-I thought you might give me a lift

-to fetch the car...

-..in case someone steals it.

-Don't worry,

-they're bound to bring it back.

-Watch your lip,

-that car's an antique.

-The car and the driver!

-The car and the driver!

-

-Oh, be quiet!

-We've got everything.

-Hurry up if you're coming.

-Delyth, we've forgotten

-to prepare the jelly.

-How did I forget?

-It won't set

-if we do it when we come back.

-Wiliam, you'll have to do it.

-Wiliam, you'll have to do it.

-

-What?

-The jelly.

-I can't cook!

-I can't cook!

-

-You don't cook a jelly!

-Any fool can make jelly.

-But I'm not just any fool.

-But I'm not just any fool.

-

-No, I know, you're special.

-Here are the goods.

-You can do it easily.

-You've landed in the pudding!

-This is tougher than Sunday's joint.

-A pint for every... yes?

-Good afternoon.

-I'm Isaac Lewis, the minister.

-Wiliam, isn't it?

-Wiliam, isn't it?

-

-That's right.

-Nice to meet you.

-I've heard a lot about you.

-I've heard a lot about you.

-

-Nothing bad, I hope?

-Only good, my boy.

-Only good, my boy.

-

-That's strange.

-The mistress said

-you'd be up, sometime.

-Why?

-Nobody went to Chapel on Sunday,

-so she said you were sure to call.

-She wanted someone to go so you

-wouldn't bother us...

-But nobody went and you have called.

-Einon was supposed to go,

-but he didn't arrive.

-Oh, a flat tyre?

-Oh, a flat tyre?

-

-No, he'd had enough before arriving.

-I see you're a bit of a gourmet.

-No, I'm making jelly. Mistress said

-any fool can make jelly.

-I'm not so sure.

-As one who has eaten jelly

-every Sunday for forty years...

-..I'd say there were

-jellies and jellies.

-I'm not sure

-which of the two this is.

-Believe it or not,

-I'm into making soups.

-Well, I'll take your word for it.

-Have you settled well in Nyth Cacwn?

-It's better than being on the dole.

-Consider yourself lucky.

-There's nothing better

-than rising at dawn...

-..and following the plough on the

-edge of the mountain crag.

-Ceiriog, the poet understood that.

-What did he know?

-He was just a station-master.

-I speak from experience.

-He was right.

-I was a farmer's son,

-before entering the ministry.

-I tried my best to plough

-as my father had ploughed.

-That must be your ambition, too.

-No, I don't want to be

-like my father.

-Why not?

-Why not?

-

-He ran off before I was born.

-I could understand if he'd

-run off after I'd been born.

-I'd better be off.

-But remember one thing.

-It's an honour to be a servant.

-It's an honour to be a servant.

-

-Is it?

-I'm a servant in some respects.

-How are the sheep behaving?

-It's a problem getting them

-into the fold.

-There's a lot of footrot about

-these days.

-Or maybe your fences

-aren't too good.

-Maybe.

-Well, I'll let you finish the jelly.

-Is everybody well?

-Is everybody well?

-

-Yes, they've gone into town.

-Wiliam!

-You know where to find the Chapel?

-Yes. It's next-door

-to the rugby club.

-Mrs Morgan,

-would you like a glass of wine?

-I must say,

-you're a hell of a smart woman.

-You look so young, too.

-That's more than I can say for some!

-How old are you? Sixty?

-Mind your own business!

-Wiliam.

-Go 'round with these

-sausage rolls again.

-I'll be back, now.

-Want one?

-Roll?

-Roll?

-

-A small one. Must watch my figure.

-Figure?

-Figure?

-

-You're Wiliam, the servant?

-Yes, like they say about Coca-Cola,

-I'm the real thing.

-You're Henri lover-boy's mother.

-I'm Mrs Morgan, and my son's name

-is Henri Morgan, thank you.

-Mrs Morgan?

-Herbert.

-Lovely to see you again. You're

-looking so smart. And young, too.

-If I were ten years younger...

-Herbert!

-Here you are, Mrs Morgan.

-I see you've got to know each other.

-Yes. We've known each other

-for years.

-Is there somewhere I can put this?

-Don't tempt me!

-Want one?

-Want one?

-

-No thank you. I made them.

-Very wise. Are you enjoying it?

-Are you?

-If I could turn the music right up

-and the lights right down...

-Hello, sausage roll?

-No thanks. I'm driving.

-Well, Henri. Are you enjoying it?

-Well, Henri. Are you enjoying it?

-

-Yes, very nice. But..

-But what?

-But what?

-

-The music's a bit loud.

-And the light's too low?

-Hello, Anwen.

-Have you opened my present, yet?

-Yes. Quite nice.

-Look what Mummy gave me.

-Sausage roll?

-Roll, Mr Thomas?

-And make the most of it. It's the

-only roll you'll get tonight.

-Another one for the figure?

-We meet again, Gertrude.

-How do you know my name?

-Herbert Thomas told me.

-He knows you quite well, I'd say.

-Not that well.

-Gertrude.

-A lovely name for a lovely woman.

-You think so?

-Yes. I like to know a woman's name

-before I go out with her.

-It's the right thing to do.

-What do you think?

-The party's going well.

-It's a pity some

-aren't suitably dressed.

-You can take this off, now.

-You can take this off, now.

-

-What do you mean?

-Everybody's seen it.

-I'd like to see it again.

-Now then, Gertie,

-what about tomorrow night?

-Still enjoying it?

-I didn't say I was enjoying it

-in the first place.

-It's nice to see you as a family

-and friends, together.

-That's what my life lacks.

-Listen, would you do me a favour?

-Of course.

-...then, if you'd say a few words

-and wish Henri a happy birthday.

-My pleasure.

-Dear friends.

-Dear friends.

-Quiet! Herbert Thomas wants to hear

-the sound of his own voice.

-Dear friends and family.

-Gwyneth has asked me

-to say a few words...

-..on this special occasion.

-As Henry the Eighth

-said to his wives...

-..I won't keep you long.

-But long enough to spoil the party!

-But long enough to spoil the party!

-

-Wiliam, be quiet!

-Go on.

-As a neighbour

-and friend of the family...

-..it's a pleasure to speak

-on Henri's thirtieth birthday.

-I remember when I was thirty,

-a few years ago!

-That was a good joke.

-Who was on the throne, then?

-Queen Victoria?

-For goodness sake, keep quiet!

-There's always one fool...

-I'm sure Henri could tell you

-of the warm welcome we've had here.

-Henri coming here to see Delyth,

-and myself to...

-I'm sure you'll raise your glasses

-and wish Henri a happy birthday.

-To Henri!

-Einon, now!

-What, now?

-What, now?

-

-Bring it in now.

-Bring the cake in now?

-Why didn't you say?

-Einon, get out of the way!

-And no more sherry.

-Thank you very much.

-And I have a surprise for everyone.

-Especially for someone

-very dear to me, here in Nyth Cacwn.

-Delyth.

-Do you mind?

-I already have company.

-But we don't mind, do we, Carlo?

-Delyth?

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