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(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)
('70s ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC FLAYING)
(BABY CRYING)
(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)
(COCK CROWING)
COLONEL: But almost all the houses in England that require a little work
are being now pulled down and these ghastly bungalows put up in place.
And the only excuse it can be is for money.
Yes, it's difficult to keep them up.
And the two seem to have come together.
That is where someone who can't keep up a house.
It's usually in very good grounds and they make ideal places for developing.
I'd be absolutely heart-broken, the idea of coming, leaving it.
It's entirely unbelievable that this should be all gone.
(CHILD WHINING)
Is that the same name? Barnes, is it?
Wife, huh.
Yes, that's his wife I should say there.
Her age I can't see.
Only, I believe she died first.
I think he was single when he was at home. Mr Barnes.
COLONEL: I'm not sure because if you can prove
that you've lived in England since the time of Elizabeth I,
who after all only died in 1603,
you're related to every person in England including the Queen.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Probably we were.
We've been known to more or less rule the world.
And we did keep a certain standard.
Hello, Alice.
-Don't be late. -Goodbye.
COLONEL: My ancestors have died here.
My children have all been born here.
-Some of the churchyard is full of them. -Ah!
Madge, I knew her as an acquaintance,
but not personal, you see.
But Ena, I remember her as the school mistress of the school.
And the last time I saw her was when I was returning from the post office
one Monday morning.
And I overtook heron a bicycle just before she turned to go home.
And that was the last conversation I had with her.
I never saw her no more.
Now Mr Chairman, ladies and gentlemen, it falls to me to thank Mr Baker
for coming out today
to tell us about these various proposals and the way in which
the objections that have been made have been received.
We're very grateful to you for giving up your time.
I'm sure we've been interested,
though I can't help feeling that the most of us,
it's rather sad listening.
I'm a comparative newcomer here, of course.
I've only here about 20 years.
And many of you can look back far further than that.
Even in the time that I have been here,
we've had some changes, I can remember...
(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT)
...it's been your village for generations.
Some of you... Many of you, probably, can look back far further than I can.
And you feel that your roots are really here.
Your fathers, your grandfathers, and so on.
(CHATTERING CONTINUES)
Look. There's a good doggy.
Sit down.
(INDISTINCT)
Ladies and gentlemen, the Colonel is going to speak to us
on this unhappy situation.
The Colonel.
Mr Chairman, ladies and gentlemen.
This plan has got to be stopped, and we are the people to do it.
You can write to your MP.
You can write your County Councillor.
And if the worse comes to the worst,
you can march on Whitehall like many other people have done.
It'll at least keep our police on their toes.
Ladies and gentlemen, we must do something about this.
I call for a committee, and I ask you to get a seconder.
Now, who can I have to second this motion.
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(CHURCH FALLS SILENT)
(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING)
Morning, Mr Simmons.
The rain's brought the grass up a bit for you this morning.
And it looks as if we're going to get a bit more, too.
(WOMEN CHATTERING)
We'd better get cracking, hadn't we?
Yes.
PRIEST: Oh, good morning, Mrs Downington. Nice to see you.
Am I well taken? Hello, Jane, how are you?
Fine, I'm very well, thank you.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here
"in the sight of God,
"and in the face of this congregation
"to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony,
"which is an honourable estate instituted of God
"in the time of man's innocency,
"signifying unto us the mystical union that is betwixt Christ and His Church.
"Which holy estate Christ adorned and beautified with His presence
"and first miracle that he wrought in Cana of Galilee..."
"...to satisfy men's lusts and appetites
"like brute beasts that have no understanding,
"but reverently, discreetly, advisedly,
"soberly, and in the fear of God,
"duly considering the causes for which matrimony was ordained."
"...for the procreation of children,
"to be brought up in the fear and nurture of the Lord,
"and the praise of His holy name.
"Secondly, it was ordained for a remedy against sin,
"and to avoid fornication,
"that such persons as have not the gift of continency might marry
"and keep themselves undefiled members of Christ's body."
"If any man can show any just cause
"why they may not lawfully be joined together,
"let him now speak, or else hereafter
forever hold his peace."
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(INDISTINCT)
(ALL CHEERING)
(WORKERS CHATTERING)
He said the same thing, he said, "Open the door".
I said, "I can't open the door". He said, "I can't get in if you don't."
But when I opened the dark room and I see this happen,
but what was on the hat or anything we don't know.
He took his hat off and flung in the place like that.
And his horses went down on the knees.
And went to his hat, but when they got up straight, he went in
and I tell you I don't know what was on it.
(INDISTINCT)
Now, if you really want to know don't you tell this to a soul.
Is that magic?
MAN: Come on, boy. Come on up.
(CROAKING)
I'll tell you, with a frog's bone,
you can do anything you like with a horse.
(MAN CHATTERING)
He said, "What are you going to do?" He said, "You hold him".
He took his bloody boot lace out of his foot,
put a cloth on its nuts and tightened up.
Said, "I'll give that old horse
"something to think about on the way home.
"He won't think much about biting me."
(ALL LAUGHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(ALL LAUGHING)
GROOM: Where's the best man then?
Come on. Scold him away over there. Come around here.
You see him? That's the man I asked...
Ah, pickled onion has escaped. Come here.
(BANGING ON TABLE)
-We call on the bride's father... -MAN: Order, please.
...Mr Burroughes to make a speech, please.
(ALL CHEERING)
Friends, we're all here to wish these young people
a very happy start in life.
-I hope they don't start too quick... -(ALL LAUGHING)
...or move too fast.
But we all have to start somewhere.
Reminds me of a little tale where a boy was going to get married
and he said to his father.
"Father", he said, "My life is getting on, getting married."
What did his father say? "That's a fair way to be on board."
"How do you think I got on?"
"Well", he said, the boy, "That's a different tale."
He said, "You married Mother, I got to marry a strange girl."
(ALL LAUGHING)
He was thinking, and he just wondered where we all come from,
how we come to be about.
So he thought and then he said, "Mummy,
"where did we come from? Where do we go to?"
"Well", she said, "We all come from dust",
she said, "And we go back to dust."
So he thought and he thought.
Well, after he'd been upstairs and he was looking under the bed
and he come rushing down, he say, "Mother", he say,
"You might want to look under our bed", he say,
"There's a rum lot of folks either going or coming."
(ALL LAUGHING)
(ACCORDION PLAYING)
ALL: โช Daisy, Daisy
โช Give me your answer do
โช I'm half crazy
โช All for the love of you
โช It won't be a stylish marriage
โช I can't afford a carriage
โช But you'll look sweet upon the seat
โช Cf a bicycle made for two โช
(ALL CHEERING)
What about you, Mary?
Would you like to sing us a song? Come on!
Come on, Mary. Come on, Mary.
Well, I'll just sing one and you can sing the chorus then.
MAN: All right. WOMAN: Fine. Fine.
Early One Morning, if I remember that.
โช Early one morning just as the sun was rising
โช I heard a maiden singing in the valley below
โช Ch, don't deceive me Ch, never leave me โช
(SINGING CONTINUES)
(SONG ENDS)
(ALL CHEERING)
(SCREAMING)
(CRYING)
Is that you, Dad?
I hope Dad's all right.
That is Mr Saunders under that rock and his wife inside the bottom rock.
Oh, that's on there, when she died, innit?
1926, Joshua Wilson Saunders...
1926.
I think he died first.
She used to come to choir with a black silk dress on.
Proper barmaid style, you know.
Typical barmaid she was.
We ran a glee party in the... I believe, in the old mill
which was burnt down. I well remember that.
And the songs, I remember.
Mr Saunders, it was all those golden kippers.
But Gilbert was a member of the Ipswich male voice choir.
As a bass.
And I was a Mr Nobody at tannery, you see.
(LAUGHING)
Also I performed in Saint Bartholemew's Church when I was about 12, a solo.
In the...
What is it? What is... Boy's voice.
What is it, eh? Not contralto. It was...
Treble.
I sung in Steiner's.
What are these?
And the words I sung...
"And God shall wipe away all tears.
"All tears from their eyes.
"All tears from their eyes." That's repeated. That's all I sung.
ALICE: It's abstracts of imaginationary.
You can probably associate yourself.
Fairyland, that's what I'm saying.
'Cause a lot of stories, fairy stories were originally found
in woods and forests.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
My mother died in 1904, I believe just before Christmas.
I was about six.
And I well remember the night when she died,
though it was a long while ago.
My brother sat there drawing a horse's head.
My mother stood, making her Christmas puddings and mince meat.
Mixing it in the basin. I sat here next to her
with little "comic cuts" we called it.
You know, these little children's pictures. Comics.
And she leaned over to me. She say, "Are you enjoying it, Vic?"
I said, "Yes, Mum". She leaned over to my brother Bob.
"Oh," she say, "Bob, that's lovely."
She'd seen the horse's head, and he could draw it.
I thought I could draw and paint, but he was...
She said, "That's lovely, Bob."
She come back, a minute or two, neither of us spoke no more.
All of a sudden she went, "Oh, dear!"
And she fell back, David.
You know the sewing machine table, what that's on.
She hit that corner, on that sharp corner,
right on where they used to hang them, on the jugular vein as she fell back.
And she laid on the mat and died.
How many are there?
That very nice, Debra.
Julia, that's a little too small again, isn't it?
Always your trouble, and so many times I've told you about it,
and still you do small. Will you please get the letters larger?
(EXCLAIMS) Boy, what are you doing? What are you thinking about?
Get on with your work and do something for a change!
Disgusting.
Geoffrey Taylor, what are you doing?
Turning around.
Rub it all out, that is absolutely wrong. Absolutely.
Pay attention to your work. Look at the blackboard!
Just one, but it's a beauty. Look.
It's coming this far and as far as these woods.
That means the woods will have to go.
Oh, yes, the woods are going. All this will come down.
Some of the trees will stay.
It's an ideal site for the extension.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Take just a little out to use it.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Benjamin Bruning. Born on the 28th of June, 1815.
(INDISTINCT)
(MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
Give it to Mr Cross.
Thank you, boy.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
-What do you think of her? -Yes.
-You want a bit of her? -I think so.
(WOMAN CHATTERING)
Come on.
(ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
MAN: Come on.
(CONTINUES SCREAMING)
MAN: Come on.
(INAUDIBLE)
(MAN COUGHING)
(INAUDIBLE)
(MAN MOANING)
Turn over now, boy, go back to sleep.
(TYRES SCREECHING)
MAN: Turn him over.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(INAUDIBLE)
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