Muriel (to serving slattern): What's that you're saying ? I can't hear so well today 'cos I forgot to put my left bunion protector on. You're not speaking to me in WELSH, are you ? (To Doreen): What's she saying, Dor ?

Doreen: Well, Mure, from my extensive pirating and joy-sailing experience in Cardiff docks, by the look of her I would say she's *definitely* Welsh, and what she's saying I really would prefer to translate in writing rather than say out loud.

(Doreen scribbles something on piece of paper and hands it to Muriel)

Muriel: Well ! Of all the cheek ! We can't let her get away with THAT sort of talk. And in the Cheese & Pickle season, too, of all times. Good will and all that. This calls for "Mure and Dor's Special Treatment" don't you think, Dor ?