Golden Years Page #2

Most unfortunate situation.

Unfortunate?

What do you mean?

Trafalgar Electronics.

The letter we sent you.

Your pension.

No, I don't understand.

I thought you were here

because of the letter...

...we sent you on the...

...second of May, five a.m.,

New Delhi time.

No. No, I never received a letter

from you about my pension.

I've come about the letter...

...concerning

the bowls club tenancy.

Bowls club?

Ardagh Lawn Bowls and Social Club.

Up Coldharbour Road?

I see.

What's this you say

about my pension?

I'll try to make this

as simple as possible.

Trafalgar Electronics

went into liquidation...

...on the ninth of April.

This has had a detrimental...

...effect on the annual return

of your occupational pension.

Leaving you with a seriously

depleted pension pot.

But that's daylight robbery.

Sir, with all due respect,

it's economics.

Maybe some tangibles

will help at this stage.

At your age a loan is out of

the question.

We could discuss

taking your house off your hands.

The yield would be minimal.

I don't see any other potentials.

Potentials?

Yes, potentials.

You're going to require

some extra retirement income.

Have a good day, sir.

Coming out now.

That's robbery.

Daylight robbery.

With all that's happening

in the news...

...we ask, are we turning

our backs on our elderly?

We're following the developments

in the pension crisis...

...all this week as many pensioners

feel forgotten.

Thrown on the scrap heap.

We've been out

and about getting your views.

Well, we're having to move in

with my daughter...

...as we just can't afford

to keep the house on.

I was in the bank

the other day and I...

...Trafalgar Electronics went into

liquidation on the ninth of April.

This has had

a detrimental effect on...

You're going to require

some extra retirement income.

We could discuss

taking your house off your hands.

Sir, with all due respect

it's economics.

Coming out now.

Mr. Goode. Didn't expect to see you

and Jemima again so soon.

Well, she's been coughing a lot.

Would you mind taking a look?

-Of course not.

Ok. Coughing you say?

A latte with hazelnut syrup.

No, hold on,

change that to almond syrup.

No, hold on ch...

Do... Do you...

Excuse me, do you have a toilet?

Sorry, but I'm serving someone.

Yeah, but I just want to use

the toilet.

Do you mind?

I'm ordering here.

Well, I just want to use

the toilet.

Not without buying something

you can't.

-I'll have a muffin.

-Chocolate, lemon or blueberry.

-Blueberry.

-Seriously, I was here first.

Well, you can have the muffin.

-I don't like blueberry.

-Look, who am I serving?

I was first.

Alright, look, look just,

just give him whatever he wants.

I just need to use the toilet.

Fine, it's on the back on the left.

Alright.

What are you doing?

What are you thinking about?

You stupid old man.

Because that's what you are.

An old man.

Stop being so stupid.

Stop making a fool of yourself.

Come on, what are you

doing in there?

I've got a baby to change.

I need a wee too, Mummy.

-Apologies.

-Okay.

-Sorry.

-Okay.

Come on, Hattie,

let's change Sebby.

Bloody hell, Dave,

not so hard.

It's ringing like a bell in here.

Coming out now.

Come on, love.

We'll be late for bowls and bingo.

Bowled one ninety.

Top of the shop, and that's

the age of my girlfriend.

Wife said it's ok,

as long as she's older than her.

Here we go.

Legs eleven. Those wonderful legs.

-That's me!

-Oh, come on. Let's have a check.

Looks like we've got a winner.

It's on. Full house, darling!

Here's your prize, madam.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

And I'll see you all

in a fortnight.

Fortnight? What about next week?

Phil says the club can't afford

his petrol every week.

It's ridiculous.

Afternoon, ladies.

The name is Thelma.

Care to help a lady

enjoy her winnings?

The daring daylight robbery

took place here...

...outside Henleaze Mutual

Building Society...

...at just after nine-thirty

this morning.

Police are still investigating

all possibilities at this stage.

And talking to several members

of the public...

...as well as bank staff.

That means they don't know

who did it.

Whoever done it,

good on 'em, I say.

Time someone struck back.

Poppyc..k, it's theft,

you quiffy pillock.

What do you think they done to me?

All them fools in pinstripes

drinking champers...

...hile Shirl and me haven't got

a pot to pee in.

Well, what about the guard

that was hurt?

Your Byron did a stint in security,

what if it had been him?

That bloke weren't badly injured.

They say he just got a broken nose.

You ever had a broken nose?

It bloody hurts.

And there was me and Larry.

Happy as two peas in a pod.

And the poor man has

an unexpected heart attack.

How unexpected?

Let's just say...

...I had time to get dressed

before the ambulance arrive.

His soul rest in peace.

I'm glad he died contented.

Must be very tough.

How many months has it been

since he passed?

Months?

It's been weeks, girlfriend.

And, no disrespect to Larry...

...I'm getting tired of feeling

lonely.

Weeks.

Sometimes a girl just needs

her coconuts.

Anyway, some plucky b....r

got away with...

...seventy-five grand of

the banks money.

Time they knew what it felt like.

-How much?

-Seventy-five grand, they said.

Mark you, it weren't too much

good for him...

...not if they set off

the dye canisters.

What dye canisters?

Our Byron says most crims try to

hack into the security cases...

...and that sets them off.

Covers them and the cash

in blue dye.

If me wigs not on back to front

by the time we're through...

...I want me money back!

Listen, ladies...

...if you ever feel the need

to give yourself a little boost...

...and your fella's

having a quiet spell...

...then all you need

is some play t'ings.

What's play t'ings?

I ain't carrying nothing.

You searched me already.

I ain't carrying nothing.

Once again it's,

I'm not carrying anything.

Search him again, Cully.

You may have missed something.

Will do, Chief.

No-one saw it?

Outside the building society?

-How much?

-No, thanks.

Seventy-five they're claiming.

Hang on.

Someone holds up a security van,

without a gun...

...and makes off

with seventy-five grand...

...and nobody sees them at it?

Is the whole bloody town asleep?

What's the description?

There isn't one. Nobody saw it.

No witnesses?

But the security guards

must have seen them?

-Seen who?

-Apparently not.

One knocked out cold, the other

locked in the back of the van.

Back up there, soldier.

You're confusing the old boy.

Run it past us, we'll sort it out.

Tell him.

Without the sigh,

thank you, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

-Robbery in Henleaze.

-Staffordshire.

Bristol.

Outside a building society.

Security van, sir.

Seventy-five...

Thousand.

Yes, thousand, sir.

-Shooters?

-No, sir.

I was just telling

detective Morris...

And now you're telling me.

-Witnesses?

-No, sir.

Come, come, Sergeant.

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