Just Get On With Your Job, Roy

Ian Pepperell (Roy Tucker)

I don’t know - one night of drink-fuelled passion with the boss and Roy seems set on becoming the next master of Lower Loxley. Elizabeth, however, takes a more pragmatic view; yes it was a good night and she enjoyed it but it was a one-off and it’s time to move on. As she reminds Roy, he has a wife and family to think about.

The week started badly for Roy, as he finds out that Elizabeth has offered Carol Tregorran the use of Lower Loxley for the wake after John’s funeral. Bad luck Jennifer - the kitchen unveiling will have to wait. Roy confronts Elizabeth and he thinks that she is avoiding being alone with him (and no wonder if he keeps telling her how he feels about her). He also (belatedly) asks for Tuesday afternoon off to go to Abbie’s school play and Liz says it’s a bit short notice. Tempers are getting frayed and sharp words exchanged, just as Hayley comes in. Later on, she goes on about it to Roy and he tells her waspishly to leave it alone.

Of course, Roy doesn’t make it to the play and, at home later, he and Hayley have words. He says he can’t help working long hours and she says “Elizabeth is taking advantage of you” (only the once, Hayley!). Roy’s reply to this is that he doesn’t need an earful when he comes home.

On Wednesday, Hayley has a heart-to-heart with Elizabeth, saying that she doesn’t realise just how much Loxfest is taking out of Roy and “He thinks the world of you - he’d do anything you ask.” Little does she know that he already has. Slightly taken aback, Elizabeth says she’ll try to sort it out somehow. However, things do not go well, as Roy is pressed into serving drinks at the wake on Friday and he isn’t a happy camper (unlike when he was at the festival with Liz). In fact, he tells her he’s had enough of being treated like a skivvy while she swans around and is going off to the office. He adds that she can find someone else to be her plaything.

I can’t help feeling that both he and Hayley appear to have forgotten who is the boss and who pays their wages - don’t expect many glowing remarks when it’s appraisal time, kiddies.

Someone else working hard is Ed. Emma’s 30^th birthday is coming up (7^th August) and he’d like to take her away (and presumably leave her) but he can’t afford it. Solution! He asks Adam if there’s any work going on the Estate, driving the tractor and Adam says yes, provided he’s prepared to be flexible and work at short notice.

Almost inevitably, Charlie is at the farm when Ed asks Adam, trying to get Adam to produce a paper about the new digester. Adam says he’s got too much on at the moment and Charlie leaves, disappointed. Ed remarks that Charlie seems full of himself and for some reason, the talk turns to the subject of college, with Ed wondering what would have happened if he had gone to college? Well, he’d probably have got into drugs a few years earlier, is my guess.

Ed goes home and the phone rings - it’s Mike, who has put his back out and so he won’t be at work for a few days and could Ed cover for him please? Ed is now worried and tearing his hair because of his promise to Adam but Emma once again demonstrates that sometimes she doesn’t realise what’s going on when she says “At least we’re happy.”

Tony and Pat seem to be warming to Rob as a future son-in-law, actually talking to him and not setting the dogs on him. Rob confesses that he is against the proposed new digester at Home Farm, as it’s not farming because the waste will be trucked in. It’s amazing how having (allegedly) a dysfunctional family can drum up sympathy. Incidentally, it’s Rich’s birthday coming up and Pat says that she’ll slip £50 into his card. That’s probably more than his Mum and Stepdad are going to spend on him. My birthday’s in May, Pat, in case you are interested.

Susan was at her most annoying last week, making constant insinuations about Jennifer and John Tregorran having an affair and she can’t wait for the funeral, when Jen will come face to face with widow Carol. In fact, at the wake, she is on tenterhooks, saying things like “they haven’t spoken yet” and “how much longer can they keep it up?” In fact, when Carol is introduced to Susan, she remembers her as one of the Horrobin family, which must have hurt. Eventually, Carol and Jen do talk and Carol mentions Brian’s roving eye and how forgiving Jen must be to accept Ruairi. Their conversation is interrupted, however, as Susan homes in on them like an Exocet missile, breathless to overhear some scandal. They tell her they were talking about the farm and move away.

I fear - no, that’s not true; I hope - that Susan’s nose is going to be put out of joint soon, as Lynda mentions to her that she will be using the occasion of the gala grand opening of Jennifer’s kitchen to “whisper in a few ears” about the anti-Route B campaign. Susan says that she hasn’t received her invitation yet, but is confident that it’s on its way. The fact that everyone else seems to have had their invite for the best part of a week doesn’t seem to have crossed her mind. I’d like to see her get an invite for the day after the party, with Jennifer explaining that they needed someone to clear up the mess.

Divorce, Suicide Or Murder

Charles Collingwood (Brian Aldridge)

These were the three options that Brian predicted when Jennifer, bronzed and newly energised from her holiday in La Gomera, said that she’d been looking at brochures for a new bathroom, as the old one just doesn’t cut it any more. Consider, Brian - option 1 would probably be more expensive than your new kitchen, option 2 is a bit of a cop out, but option 3 - well, you can count on me for an alibi.

Brian still hasn’t got to grips with the new kitchen - Ian came round and made him home made fishcakes, plus he and Adam sussed that the beeping noise was a low battery fire alarm. Jennifer, however, is over the moon and plans a soiree to christen her triumph, mentioning the Lord Lieutenant and the editor of Borsetshire Life as two of the invitees. For God’s sake! I’ve been to openings of factories and businesses with a less distinguished cast list - it’s a kitchen woman. Even better, when Jen learns that John Tregorran (with whom, if you believe Susan - and who wouldn’t? - Jen once had a fling or two) has died, she envisages holding the wake in her kitchen. Presumably Hello! or at least Borsetshire Life, would be there taking photos?

Divorce, suicide or murder might also be options being considered by Neil, as Susan keeps on and on at him about being a manager of the Bridge Farm pig unit. Actually, Neil, if you are weighing these up, what I said about the alibi for Brian applies to you too.

Giving in to the nagging, Neil mentions to Tony how many hours he’s putting in and Tony calls him to a meeting. “Whatever he says, you’re to say no” Susan tells him, but she forgives him for ignoring her when Neil rings to say that Tony has offered to make him manager of the pig unit. As to money, Neil has been offered a share of the profits, which is his even if (God forbid) Tom comes back.

In fact, if I may digress here, I’m worried, as Peggy doesn’t seem to be too spry or happy at the moment and the one thing that might tempt ex-Sausage King Tom back is if she pops her clogs and he still stands to inherit her estate. Get that lawyer in now and change the Will, Peggy!

Back to the Carters, Susan is over the moon and tells Neil he’ll need some new overalls “to reflect your management position.” I can see Neil as being the only pigman - sorry, Susan, but that’s what he’s doing, not sitting in an office - who goes to work wearing pin-striped overalls and a bowler hat.

Of course, the big mystery of the week was the non-visit of Rob’s parents. Having told Helen that they were coming over on Friday and he’d book them into Grey Gables, Helen went berserk, cleaning, getting a haircut and making sure Henry would be sedated for the evening (only joking, but I bet it occurred to her). She also made Pat and Tony promise, on pain of death, to be there, presumably making Pat promise to superglue Tony’s gob shut. As it happened, it didn’t matter, as Pat and Tony turned up and were treated to drinks on the patio, but no sign of Rob’s Mum and Dad. Helen, who had prepared a three-course meal, suggested Rob ring them, but he said “That’s what they’re like” and why don’t we start eating?

Helen is driving herself into a state and can’t believe that Rob doesn’t care - they could be in hospital, or trapped in a burning car and she’s done a lamb joint big enough for six. Eventually, Rob agrees to phone and goes upstairs, but not before his increasingly-heated exchanges with Helen have been overheard by Pat and Tony. Rob comes down and says that his parents are at home amd couldn’t be bothered to turn out, but he’s not surprised. An embarrassed Tony and Pat go home (without being fed) as Rob suggests they draw a veil over the evening.

When they are gone, Helen starts questioning Rob, saying it is odd just not to turn up and were they definitely coming? Rob becomes defensive, saying “I booked them a hotel room” and proceeds to tell Helen what a bastard his Dad is and how he dominates his mother. “Do you think I‘d not invite them and let you do all this work so that I can look a fool?” he asks, adding that it was because his Dad was such a bastard that he (Rob) went to Canada. Helen comforts him and tells him that she and Henry are his family now. I must say I find the Rob story intriguing and when he describes his father as “A bully, who if he can’t have everything his own way…” I wonder if it’s genetic.

Rooooth is still drooling over the robotic milker, telling David that “It’s the future.” Yes Rooooth, and so is Berrow Farm, but you don’t like that, do you? David is less enthusiastic, pointing out that adopting robotic milking would put Eddie - or as Rooooth is probably re-classifying him, ‘Yesterday’s Man’ out of a job.

Lastly, we have PC Burns and Fallon. PCB gets inveigled into auditioning as a singer for the Midnight Walkers, singing ‘Annie’s Song’. Fallon comes in midway and listens - he’s good. At the end, Jolene tells him he’s got the gig, but he has to go. An impressed Jolene tells Fallon that she thought he was singing the song to her (Fallon) and “You’ve obviously stolen his heart and, after that performance, I reckon he’s stolen yours.” Stolen? Please Jolene, the man is a Police officer, after all.

What Does Charlie Actually Do?

Everyone seems to agree that Charlie is a bit of a whizzkid, but when you get down to it, what does the man actually do? He just seems to turn up at all hours and put people’s backs up, telling them that Justin isn’t happy about this or that and why is Adam wasting two or three hours a day sleeping? Hasn’t Charlie got a proper job, or an office?

He did it again last week - Adam couldn’t get away to accompany Ian to the wedding of a couple of friends (and Ian wasn’t best pleased) and even Brian notices that Adam is working all hours, telling him he shouldn’t let Charlie bully him. Ian and Helen meet and she says that Adam should stand up to Charlie “Like Rob does”, Hah!

At the start of the week, Pat is tipped off by District Councillor Martin Sykes that a planning application has been submitted for the second anaerobic digester. She immediately shoots off to Home Farm to confront Brian about it. He is unabashed, asking her why she thinks he ought to have told people and why is she objecting, as it will generate green energy? Presumably he is forgetting the fact that the waste will be trucked in by lorries.

Not everyone dislikes Charlie - Susan is quite taken with him and tells Rooooth in the shop that people should keep an open mind over the proposed new anaerobic digester until the open day (another of Charlie’s ideas). Rooooth tries to explain that Justin Eliot’s fingerprints are all over this scheme and he stands to do very well out of it if Route B is chosen. Susan pooh poohs all this and Charlie walks into the shop. Rooooth ignore him and leaves and Susan tells Charlie that she has been trying to put his side, but it’s an uphill struggle. Charlie says he appreciates having one ally in the village. Things don‘t look good if Susan is your main supporter.

But the road might not happen, as Lynda has found out that a copse on the proposed route is actually ancient woodland and is protected. How effective this protection would be against a fleet of bulldozers is a moot point, but at least it’s a bit of good news for the anti-route B campaigners.

As well as supporting Charlie, Susan has been having a go at Neil, because he is working too many hours at Bridge Farm and why doesn’t he tell Tony and get something done about it? Neil is indeed knackered and takes refuge in the pub one night, where he nearly falls off a bar stool. At 10 o’clock he decides to go home, saying “If I walk slowly, with a bit of luck Susan will be asleep.” I’m surprised she doesn’t nag him in her sleep. However, Susan is fed up of Neil’s supine attitude and has a go at Pat, especially when she learns that Tony is planning to spend £3 K on a new bull. Neil is distraught when he learns what his wife has done, saying “How am I ever going to look Tony in the face again?”

Peggy continues to be heading downhill - she tells Alice at Jack’s grave that Witch Hazel has hijacked the wording for Jack’s headstone (apparently Peggy’s name won’t be on it) but she is too tired to fight her and has given in. As Jill says to Pat later, that’s not like the old Peggy.

What else has happened? Jaxx’s has been sold and Fallon invited to apply for her own job. She makes it plain to Jim that she is not at all happy and methinks the upcycling business venture has moved a step nearer, especially when Kenton suggests a stall at Loxfest.

It looks like Helen is going to meet Rob’s parents, as he phoned his Mum and invited her and his Dad down next weekend - he’ll put them up in Grey Gables. Helen immediately starts to panic, planning the menu and saying she’ll have to take a day off work. She also invites Pat and Tony to the meal, which will probably mean that she will never see Rob’s parents again if Tony is his usual, cheerless self.

David and Rooooth continue to discuss robotic milking and you will be delighted to know that they are going to look at one in action, which promises to make great radio. Pip has seen one in action and she thinks it’s great. Pity the only way they could afford one is if Brookfield is cut in half by Route B.

Shula, Elizabeth and Roy meet at the Stables to discuss what the Stables will do at Loxfest and, as they talk, the Strangles-infected horse escapes. Roy heroically captures it, hurting his shoulder in the process. Elizabeth drives Roy back to Lower Loxley, where they learn that they have got a headline act booked. Both are excited and Elizabeth says “It’s really going to happen, isn’t it - Loxfest?”Roy says “Come here” and we assume that they are hugging - or are they kissing? Whatever, they are interrupted by Freddie bursting in unannounced and he immediately goes out again, slamming the door. Elizabeth runs out after him, which should make for an interesting conversation when she catches up with him. Personally, I think she has brought it upon herself - if Freddie had been brought up properly, he would have knocked on the door and waited politely for a “come in” before entering.

Behind Every Good Man…

Charlotte Martin (Susan Carter)

…There’s a pushy woman. I refer of course to Neil and Susan (she with massive delusions of adequacy). Tony is slowly sinking under the weight of work at Bridge Farm and appeals to Neil for help with the pigs. Neil says he could do a few hours and tells Susan, who immediately upgrades the job to that of manager, or maybe pig supremo and tells Neil to make sure that Tony knows that he wants paying as a manager.“You’re such a soft touch,” she says, scathingly, presumably slapping him round the face at the time.

Neil and Tony meet over darts in the pub and Neil brings up the subject of money, but the word ‘manager’ is never raised. Back home, Neil admits as much to Susan, who calls him “a pushover” and that he should have laid the law down. Perhaps she should ask herself why Neil isn’t more assertive - not only is he a nice, anything-for-a quiet-life guy, but years of marriage to Susan has probably beaten it out of him. Still, it gives Susan something else to moan about - no wonder Neil likes his pigs so much.

The saga of PC Burns and Fallon has more ups and downs than a rollercoaster - on Sunday, PCB rings Fallon and asks her out. Fallon shows Jolene his Facebook page, which she thinks is weird, but Jolene declares it ‘witty’. She also points out that social media shouldn’t replace face to face contact. Fallon is won over and agrees to see Harrison again, but it all goes tits up when she gets a text from him, saying he has to work late. Cue explosion as Fallon says“That’s it! He’s a player - he gets you interested then leaves.” She is not a happy bunny, to say the least and the relationship is off.

Next day, PCB has showered her with flowers and explains why he stood her up - there was an all officers call to find a missing child. “Tell me you found him” gasps a concerned Fallon. No worries - he turned up fine. PCB tells Fallon that this is the nature of his job and he’ll understand if Fallon cannot hack it. On the contrary - she is delighted because he really cares about his job and the relationship is back on again. PCB also suggests that Fallon (who is worried about the possible sale of Jaxx’s) should make a career out of upcycling old furniture. That will make Kenton’s day if he has to go back to working at Jaxx’s.

The writers are continuing to tease us with hints of strangeness in the relationship between Helen and Rob - at Blossom Hill cottage, Helen takes a phone call from a woman asking for Rob. It turns out to be Rob’s mother, Ursula and it soon becomes plain that she’s never heard of Helen and had no idea that her son was living with another woman. When Rob returns, Helen suggests that perhaps it’s time that she met Rob’s family. He isn’t keen, telling her that it’s not a good idea, as his family all thought the world of Jess, which must make Helen feel great.

Peggy is slipping into a slough of despond and Jill is worried, telling Christine that they should look out for her. Christine takes Peggy some scones and engages Peggy in what sounded like the world’s slowest-ever game of Scrabble. It takes Chris about an hour to come up with the word ‘solo’ and this triggers more gloom from Peggy, who says that since Christmas it’s all been about losing things - Jack, Tom (surely no reason for depression?) and, recently, Ben the cat. She has always felt she had a role in life - wife, mother, pub owner, but she has nothing now. “Would anyone miss me if I were gone?”Peggy asks, forlornly.

And so to the latest in the anti Route B campaign. David asks Jennifer to write an article for the Echo and she agrees. On Thursday, David and Rooooth spent the day at an agricultural show at the NEC, with Rooooth nearly having orgasms over the robotic milking display. On the way home, Lynda texts David and sends him a link to the Echo and the episode ends with him telling his wife “You’re never going to believe this!”

‘This’ turns out to be a picture of Ben holding the Justin Eliot effigy. Even worse, Ben’s name appears. Jennifer’s article also appears, under her by-line, even though she told the editor it wasn’t necessary. Charlie seeks out David and tells him that Justin isn’t pleased. David replies that he’s sorry for the effigy - it was a silly prank that got out of hand. Charlie isn’t mollified and tells David “Campaigns like this one you’ve started can get pretty dirty - are you ready for that?” Tempers (and voices) are rising and David makes it plain that, while he apologises for the guy, nothing has changed about what he feels about the road, the farm and the land. Clearly incensed, David says to Charlie “You don’t get it do you? This is what happens when you come between a farmer and his land - you do it at your peril!”

Charlie goes to see Brian, to tell him of Justin’s disappointment. Jennifer comes in on them, having just read the Riot Act to Kingsley over yet another delay to the kitchen and demanding that he gets it finished. Brian tries to play down her article in front of Chrlie but Jen’s dander is up and she tells Charlie that she loves the village - it’s a community and she won’t stand by and see it ruined. “It’s a free country and I’m entitled to say what I like” she practically spits at him. Well said Jen and spin on that, Charlie!

It looks like the Route B campaign is getting messy. Earlier in the week, David said to Jen:“Hearts and minds - that’s the way we’re going to win this fight.” By the end of the week the gloves are definitely off and perhaps David is now coming round to the way of thinking of one of the aides of former President Nixon, who reportedly said: “When you’ve got them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow.”

Has Fallon Got Strangles?

Joanna van Kampen (Fallon Rogers)

A good question - we learned that one of the horses at The Stables has got Strangles, which I am sure you know is a respiratory and highly contagious disease of horses and donkeys. But what about bar managers? Consider: Alice finds Fallon sitting around in her onesie, watching DVDs and feeling sorry for herself and in her “what’s life all about?” and “where am I going?“ mode.

Now, an Internet description of Strangles begins thus: ‘With onset, [the horse] appears depressed, dull and stops eating‘. Sound like anyone? The prosecution rests, m’lud. Fortunately, Alice has the answer and forces Fallon to text PC Burns and arrange a date. They have a drink and he invites her to go on to a club, but she decides against it, later telling Alice that ‘his Facebook page is weird’ and ‘he’s a member of a gun club’. She finishes by telling Alice that “I’m not really sure that he’s my kind of guy”. Well, she gave that a fair crack of the whip, didn’t she? They must have been together for nearly two hours, at least.

David’s kind of guy caused a stir at the Midsummer bonfire - perched on top of the inferno is a thinly-disguised effigy of Justin Eliot and the crowd catch on quickly, chanting “down with Justin Eliot” and similar. Rooooth takes her husband to task, saying the idea is to oppose route B and instead, David has made it personal. Lighten up, woman! Do you want to save Brookfield or not?

It makes you wonder, as on Friday Rooooth suggests she and David go to an agricultural show to pick up ideas “in case we have to change the way we farm” and - risking David’s wrath - she mentions that any compensation money would give them an opportunity to invest. Whatever happened to the ‘over my dead body’ mentality? The same day, David runs into Charlie, who asks him if he really burnt an effigy of Justin? David spouts a load of waffle about local feelings running high, then tells Charlie “If you don’t like it, you shouldn’t have got involved with such a cynical, destructive road scheme.” I bet the Diplomatic Corps was gutted when you left, David.

To make David’s day, Rooooth continues to have a go when she learns of the run-in with Charlie, saying “it shouldn’t get personal”. David’s response? “For me it’s too late - it’s about as personal as it gets.” Just shut up and get on with the milking, Rooooth.

Over at Bridge Farm, Neil brings them their first batch of weaners, which are put into an enclosure, protected by an electric fence. Disaster! The fence shorts and the pigs escape - and all this on their first day. Tony and Pat have an energetic time rounding them up and he is too knackered to go to the bonfire, muttering: “I don’t know if I’m up for this.” We did learn why Pat was so keen to keep pigs at the farm, as she tells Neil that, when Tom’s got his head together, he might well return. Tony, however, hasn’t lost his grip on reality and demonstrates that he has little faith in the power of the pigs acting as some kind of porcine Tom-magnet, when he tells Neil: “We’re not counting on it.” I’m afraid Pat is Tony and I’d watch out if I were you - you’ve already had one heart attack.

Peggy finishes off the matinee jacket for Lilian, and Lil shows it to Lynda, who is impressed at its quality. She is less impressed, however, when Lilian is unable to answer any questions about the knitting technique used and doesn’t even know what size needles she is supposed to have used.

Shula and Alistair go to see Daniel in some parade or other (they’re spending more time at Sandhurst than the cadets) and Alistair says that Dan looks like a real soldier. Shula, however, is upset (yet again) because of how much Dan has changed. It’s what we call growing up Shula - that’s why Daniel wasn’t happy when you wanted him to keep wearing nappies at Secondary school. Things change - get over it and move on.

Now sex rears its ugly head, as, at the beginning of the week, we learned that not only did Roy and Elizabeth do the dirty deed at the music festival, but they both enjoyed it very much, thank you. No guilt trips here, although Elizabeth did go off to be sick when she woke up, but that was the cider, not Roy. Roy wondered ‘what happens now?’ and I had a mental picture of him removing his trousers when, with impeccable timing, his phone rings and it’s Hayley and Abbie, telling him they are making cupcakes for his return. Roy is keen for the relationship with his boss to continue, but Elizabeth heads him off, reminding him that he’s got Hayley and the girls and “it has to end here.” Lizzie and Shula meet up and Shula is concerned, asking her sister if she managed to catch any sleep at the festival? Earlier, Hayley asked Elizabeth if she managed to chill out. Chill out, no - put out, yes.

It seems that Roy is still harbouring romantic (or, more accurately, lustful) hopes, as on Friday, he rings Hayley to tell her that he’ll be working late, then asks Lizzie what are her plans for the evening? Lizzie blows him away in no uncertain manner, telling him she has domestic work to do and why doesn’t he go home? A dejected Roy puts his trousers back on and tells Hayley that there’s been a change of plan and “keep the fish pie hot.” Never heard it called that before…

The Excitement Is In Tents

Alison Dowling (Elizabeth Pargetter)

For someone who didn’t really fancy going to a music festival, Elizabeth soon got the hang of things - a few ciders, a G+T, some loud music and all her inhibitions were out the window; or rather, out the tent flap. Roy and Lizzie were fumbling their way back to their tents late at night, somewhat the worse for alcohol, when she stumbles. Roy catches her and there are sounds of a kiss. “I promised that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to” Roy tells her. “But I do” the little minx replies. More kissing, then Roy says “Elizabeth, that’s my tent.” “I know” she says and the week’s episodes are over.

So, did they or didn’t they? Is this one of the good ideas that Elizabeth says they can incorporate into Loxfest? Indeed, will Loxfest be renamed Shagfest? I suppose Roy could always claim that the boss is always right and he was just obeying orders. And not just Lizzie’s orders either as, as Roy and Elizabeth set off, Hayley told him “Make sure Elizabeth has a good time at this festival, Roy.” Somehow, I don’t think that’s what she meant.

As for Lizzie, it wasn’t so long ago that she rejected Iftikar’s (and what’s happened to him?) much less full-on advances and here she is practically carrying Roy back to her cave. Is this any way for a 47-year old (11 years older than Roy) widow with teenage twins to behave? I can’t wait to hear about the morning after as, whether they had sex or not, there has to be a change in their relationship now. Maybe Roy will get a raise (no jokes please).

Elsewhere, my heart leapt when Fallon was talking to PC Burns (or ‘Harrison’ as she finally called him after he’d bought her a birthday present) about Jolene’s attempt to recruit for the new Midnight Walkers. Fallon said, almost in passing, that her Dad was going to play “but his girlfriend put her foot down.” Yes! Result! Give that (unnamed) woman a medal, or at least the freedom of Ambridge. She has shot straight to the top of my ‘Most Likeable Character’ charts.

PC Burns tries to get Fallon to go out for a drink sometime, but we are left on tenterhooks as she doesn’t give him an answer. Stick with it Harrison - she’s weakening.

We saw how far Brian has fallen from the powerful heights at Borsetshire Land when he and Annabelle have a drink to discuss Justin Eliot’s latest plans. Brian is appalled that Justin proposes to convert 50 acres of arable land into a solar farm, plus he plans to install another anaerobic digester and import waste to keep it going.

Annabelle isn’t impressed and tells Brian that this is how it’s going to be, so get used to it. Brian predicts vehement opposition and the whole community up in arms, to which Annabelle reminds him that he’s the face of BL in Ambridge and it’s up to him to convince people that renewable energy is the future and a good thing. The fact that the new solar farm will be visible from space and lorries will be trucking in waste on a continual basis could take some explaining away, but never mind - it’s Home Farm that will be surrounded by baying mobs with pitchforks and flaming torches, not BL.

David and Rooooth said ‘goodbye’ to the refugee sheep and the grateful owners gave them a bottle of champagne - that’s on top of the Scab. It’s Rooooth’s birthday and David takes her for a meal at The Bull. Charlie Thomas comes over and says he feels bad that things between him and David were left as they were. He then proceeds to make things worse by saying that, if Route B is adopted, it could be an advantage, as the compensation for cutting Brookfield in two would allow them to invest serious money in the farm. Rooooth has a go at him, accusing him of regarding land as only an asset to be squeezed, while David says “There’s not enough money in the world to compensate for our home being destroyed.” Details, details.

David had the idea earlier of a Midsummer bonfire on Lakey Hill to get the whole community together against Route B. It might be a good idea to invite Charlie, whose last words could be “Oh look - a wicker man; how unusual.”

Things aren’t going too well for Peggy - last week she struggled with the self service tills at the supermarket and this week her cat, Ben, was poorly. Peggy called in Alistair, who diagnosed a brain haemorrhage (a stroke would have been easier to spell). “Will he get better?” she asks, to which Alistair says not only will he not get better, but the kindest thing would be to put him to sleep. Peggy agrees and sits there holding Ben while Alistair administers the fatal injection.

When Alistair has gone, Peggy tells Ben (her remaining cat) that they will have to be strong for each other. Later on, Jill comes round to see how she is and they talk of how Bill and Ben were feral kittens found by Will Grundy and how Jack (who was a dog lover) came to love them. The thought of Jack is too much and Peggy dissolves in floods of tears, saying that she feels so ungrateful - she should be counting her blessings, but she feels so very lonely. Tell you what Peggy, put it about that you are thinking of changing your Will again - you can be sure that Tony would be round like a shot, although, thinking about it, loneliness might be the better option.

Knitting Yarns

Sunny Ormonde (Lilian Bellamy)

Am I the only person who thinks that the saga of Lilian’s ineptitude at knitting as she struggles with a Matinee Jacket for James and Leonie’s imminent offspring (and how my heart sinks as I type those words) is not very good radio? Sister Jennifer is too busy to help - this time not with the kitchen, work on which appears to have ground to a halt, but mobilising the forces of resistance to Route B - although she does seem to turn up every other day or so to examine Lilian’s efforts, tells her how appalling it is, how many stitches she’s dropped and how she’ll have to start over again from scratch.

Fortunately, help is at hand in the shape of Peggy, who examines her daughter’s efforts and, no doubt wondering if Lilian had been listening as a child when Peggy tried to teach her to knit, says that she’ll knit it for her. Lilian pleads for it to be their secret and Peggy replies that she won’t tell Jennifer and Lynda will never know. I submit that there’s no need to tell Jen - she’ll know as soon as she sees the garment that Lilian could never have managed it. On the plus side, removing Lilian from the process means that the new baby will probably get to wear the jacket before he or she starts secondary school.

It was a busy weekend in Ambridge, what with the Single Wicket competition and Open Farm Sunday at both Brookfield and Berrow Farm. The former was won by Daniel (who doesn’t appear to have made Colonel yet) and the trophy, named for his father Mark, was presented to him by his proud mother Shula. Meanwhile, in the background, I’m sure I heard faint comments such as ‘fix!’ and ‘stitch up’.

Daniel only just made it to the cricket as he and step-dad Alistair visited OFS at Berrow Farm. While they were there, a cow went into labour, delighting Charlie. Rob, however, says that things look bad and Alistair is called upon to minister to the beast. He manages to save the cow, but not the calf. Charlie is looking forward to a good write-up in the Echo (who were attending the event at both farms and even sent a photographer) when Rob says “Pity about the calf dying”. “That’s farming” answers Charlie. Is it? I thought farming was raising animals to either maturity or to an age where they can be sold for profit, but what do I know?

Shula had a heart-to-heart with sister Elizabeth about their sons, with Shula saying that she knows she’ll be dreading the knock on the door in the future. For her part, Lizzie says that Freddie is becoming ‘a mystery’ to her and she’s worried that he is trying to live up to Nigel, begging the question “what does she mean ‘up‘?”

At Bridge Farm, the pig angst continues. Tony is conscious that Tom had a contract with Neil to take a regular number of weaners and so he goes to see Neil to ask his advice, as he cannot see how they can run the pig operation without Tom. Neil says that they would be crazy to get out of pigs when they have the infrastructure, the processing unit and Jazzer’s (admittedly part time) expertise. The fact that Neil wouldn’t be left with a load of young pigs may have coloured his judgement somewhat, although to be fair, he did admit to a vested interest.

Returning to Charlie, it wasn’t a particularly good week for him - the Echo article heaped praise on Brookfield and published a photo of the dead calf at Berrow Farm. David runs into Charlie outside the shop and they exchange words, with Charlie describing the Brookfield article as ‘rose-tinted’ and David trying not to crow too much.

On Friday, Rob is trying to sneak out early to pick up Henry as Helen is snowed under and he thinks that Charlie is still away at the Cereals event with Adam. However, he’s come back and isn’t best pleased to know that Rob is - in his eyes - skiving off. The two men talk about the Echo article and Charlie tells Rob that he has already locked horns with David. “Who won?” asks Rob. “It was honours even,” Charlie replies, adding “They’re a formidable clan, The Archers, aren’t they?” Too right they are, and there are an awful lot of them Charlie.

The encounter between Charlie and David was not the former’s first run-in of the week with an Archer, as Jill says that she is going to see Justin Eliot (oh yeah?) or at least Charlie. As it is, Jill did get to see Charlie and she talks eloquently about how Route B would destroy something precious. She also mentions that she has heard that Justin Eliot is buying up land in the area. Charlie is very courteous and says that he will convey her feelings to Justin Eliot. He forbears to say “Like that will do you any good” but does tell her that Justin is a very busy man. Buying up more land, no doubt.

Before meeting Charlie, Jill talked with Peggy, who wonders if they ought to bother about the future, as she tried to think ahead and look where that led. But Jill is made of sterner stuff and tells Peggy: “We need to make it plain that bringing this road through Ambridge will be more trouble than it’s worth.” To me, that echoes the Godfather’s “He made him an offer that he couldn’t refuse”, so I’d check the bed for horses’ heads if I were you, Charlie - or maybe the odd dead calf.