4 November 2014

Dai must not let his jacket potato get cold

Eifion goes to Dai’s, in order to have a word with Diane in her capacity as councillor, as residents are complaining about holding the bonfire on the rugby club land.   Dai tells him she is not there, and Eifion has only one option – to have it at Penrhewl instead.

Sheryl listens to Hywel extolling CwmFM

Sheryl is cleaning at the salon, and hears Hywel on the radio;  “If you want some fun, pick up the phone,” he says.   She promptly puts on her coat and leaves the salon.

Change of venue for the bonfire

In the café, Eifion alters the bonfire night poster, then tells Hywel and DJ he needs some help organising the event.   

"Don't look at me – I'm the coach"

“Don’t look at me – I’m the coach,” replies Hywel, but Eifion manages to obtain DJ’s help by promising him money.

"Farmers smell of silage!"

At APD, Jim is trying on his new farming gear, and Mark says that farmers smell of silage and complain.   He also tells Jim he knows where he can get a new sheepdog cheap, as those at Penrhewl are so old they cannot even chase the postman.

Sheryl does a bit of flirting

Sheryl goes round to CwmFM and tells Hywel she has a long lunch break;  she apologises to him for being so scared of the trick or treaters, and describes herself as, “Pathetic, I’m ashamed I let them upset me so much – the last person you want for company.”

Hywel pours her some wine

Then she goes home, but predictably she is followed by Hwyel, armed with a bottle of wine, who thinks that his luck has changed.   Sheryl is quite happy to share his bottle of wine, and when he tells her that she is not in a relationship, she reminds him that he is.   

"Gaynor doesn't trust me" (and with good reason)

“Gaynor doesn’t trust me,” he says, “Since she thinks I’m a naughty boy, I might as well enjoy myself.”   When Sheryl asks him if this is a good idea, his answer is, “You mustn’t worry about making mistakes, or you’ll miss out on all the fun.”

The mattress which reminds Debbie of Kevin

As Dai comes out of APD, he sees DJ and Debbie carrying out an old mattress and loading it into the 4x4;  Eifion tells Dai that the yard at Cwrtmynach is delivering a load of old pallets this afternoon for the bonfire.   

Dai warns of dire consequences

Dai tries to deter him with talk of Health and Safety, and how he will need burgers, toffee apples, a barbecue, fire extinguishers and plenty of buckets of water.   During Dai’s monologue, Debbie has brought out piles of boxes.

James Hubert Probert, the archetypal gentleman farmer

While Jim demonstrates his “farmer” look to Eileen, Dai continues to stir things;  “Did you know Eifion is having the bonfire at Penrhewl?   It could cause you all sorts of Health and Safety hassle – you cant break wind these days without filling in a form!   I wouldn’t trust Eifion further than I could throw him.   Your turkeys will be roasted months in advance!”   Jim then has a phone call from Mark:  “See you up there,” he says, and leaves the shop.

That's one bottle gone . . .

The wine bottle is empty, and Sheryl thinks she had better cancel her afternoon appointments, as, 

. . . and Sheryl realises it is affecting her judgment . . .

“I don’t want to give Gwynfor a blue rinse and Anti Marian a short back and sides!’

As he produces another wine bottle from his bag, Hywel simpers, “I’m not trying to get you drunk.   You’ve got lovely eyes  – I’ve always wanted to tell you, and thought I’d never get the chance.”   

. . . but she will not hear of his leaving

He says he really ought to go, but Sheryl stops him, and they kiss.

Devious Dai, stirring things again

As DJ and Eifion unload the 4x4 at Penrhewl, Dai, who is lurking out of sight, rings the firm at Cwrtmynach, saying he is Eifion, and cancels the load of pallets.

"Turn off your phone, and come with me"

Just as Hywel thinks he is getting somewhere, Jinx phones him about work;  “Turn your phone off,” urges Sheryl, “And come with me.”   

But at the bedroom door she has a change of heart

She leads him towards the bedroom, but after another kiss, hesitates in the doorway.   

“Forget about him,” Hywel encourages her, “He deserves to be in prison.”   But Sheryl cannot go through with this, as she worries that the same thing will happen to her again.   

"I'm not worth the hassle"

“I’m not worth the hassle – I have too much baggage!” she tells Hywel.

Hywel now changes his tune;  “If circumstances were different, I’d love to have a relationship with you, but I’m not free to do as I please.   We’d best stop this before you get hurt.”

"You're a special guy!"

Sheryl tells him she has not been so honest with anyone for ages;  “I’m sorry you have to go – you’re a special guy!”

Eifion finds he is not getting any pallets

Eifion is becoming very angry;  “I didn’t phone to cancel the load,” he says on the phone, then he wants DJ to drive to Llanarthur to get some wood from there, but he refuses as he has the cattle to look after.   DJ then demands the cash he was promised, and they go back to the farmhouse.

DJ discovers he has been working for nothing

Once there, Eifion changes his mind and tells DJ he has been working for the good of the club.   DJ is understandably furious at being double-crossed.   

"There's no bonfire without my permission!" says farmer Jim

Farmer Jim, who is there, announces that the bonfire will not go ahead on Penrhewl land without his permission, although Cadno has agreed.

Mark arrives, and Jim goes out to see the sheepdog he has brought, from the breeder Harri Thomas of Maes Du;  

The "highly-trained" £100 sheepdog, Nel

Jim is impressed with the dog, and hands over £100, but then finds, when trying to demonstrate to Eileen, that the dog does not understand any commands.

"Mark Jones has managed to con the new farmer at Penrhewl!"

DJ has collected his bike, and comments, “So Mark Jones has managed to con the new farmer at Penrhewl!”   Eileen advises him not to take on things he does not understand, as Jim shouts, “Away!” to the disinterested dog.

The undernourished bonfire about to be ignited

Meanwhile, someone (presumably Eifion) lights some newpaper, before setting off the poor little excuse for a bonfire.