Now pay attention men.
Mainwaring here. I don’t know if
you’re aware of this, but rehearsals are well under way for our September
production of Dad’s Army and anything less than a full house for each
performance would be pretty bad for morale here in Walmington-on-Sea. Tickets are on sale and available through the
usual source, but I would urge you all to beware of black-market
forgeries. Yes, I’m watching you,
Walker!
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| Arthur Lowe as George Mainwaring |
The entire platoon will be expecting to see you there as,
under my firm leadership, they grapple with a Nazi U-boat crew; recruit a bunch
of women to take over the making of tea and cocoa, etc; resurrect the stirring
tale of Lady Godiva and generally put a spanner in the works of that jumped up
little fascist, Hodges.
All your old favourites are rehearsing like mad for the big
day: Wilson, with his silver spoon upbringing and what he believes are his
winning ways with the ladies; Jones with his cry of, “they don’t like it up
‘em, Mister Mainwaring”; Frazer as a fore-runner of a particularly gloomy Alex
Salmond; Godfrey, whose sister, Dolly has promised to be there; our resident
spiv, Private Walker and, of course, that stupid boy, Pike.
The Nazi hordes may be massing over the channel, but
Sergeant-Major Peta Maidman promises to have the entire company ready to
repulse them by curtain-up on September 17th.
Or as we military types prefer to call it, D A Day (Dad’s Army Day)
Carry on.
Captain George Mainwaring.
Aka Graham J. Evans
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