Dylan is engaged in a Tapas publicity drive |
He hands a flyer to Cassie |
"Run your own race, and don't worry about anyone else's" |
"Can you give us a mention on CwmFM?" |
"Garry's charging you?" |
When Cassie seems reluctant to change the plans,
he adds, “I’ll throw in a free drink, too – how does that sound?”
He tells Hywel to broadcast that the Writing Club is meeting in Tapas tonight.
Hywel comments that Dylan knows how to get his own way.
"I'll throw in a free drink, too" |
"Hywel, tell them it is at Tapas at 7:00pm" |
"He knows how to get his own way" |
Brenda wants Cassie to check her writing |
Cassie says that she is in a hurry at the moment, and in any case, it does not matter what she thinks;
“What’s important is what you think – look, I have to go, I’ll see you later.”
"What's important is what you think" |
"The Deri at seven, then!" |
Jim cannot find any cereal |
"I've thrown them away" |
“Do you know how much sugar is in them?” she asks,
and he answers that it is what makes them so nice. Eileen continues, “It’s time we started thinking about what we eat – there’s granola – and prunes in the fridge.”
"That's what makes them so nice!" |
"It's my body – I'll put whatever I like in it!" |
"Somewhere where I can get a tidy breakfast!" |
Dani is cleaning the bar |
Dylan wants to leave some flyers |
After taking one look at the flyers, she refuses, as they are inviting her customers to his place;
“No way!” she announces. He maintains that competition is good for business, but she orders, “Out – and take your flyers with you!”
"No way!" |
"Two-for-one deals on Monday nights" |
"Garry!" |
“Have you seen this?” she demands,
and Garry is under the impression that the flyers are promoting meal deals; “Come and try our new craft beer,” she reads, “I thought that was exclusive to us.”
He picks up the flyers and his jacket, and leaves in a great hurry.
"They're promoting meal deals" |
Now he is in a hurry to leave |
Jim collects his next fix of sugar-laden food |
"I hope you haven't bought all of them" |
Hywel is going back to Brynawelon |
He did not want to be accompanied by Anita |
Finding no-one in the Tapas office . . . |
. . . Garry indulges in some industrial espionage |
"I've brought back your flyers" |
"I've got plenty for everyone in the village" |
"People come here for the food and drink" |
“Yes, they know what they get here – and they know what they get in the Deri,” Garry goes on,
“But when they see the same thing being sold in both places . . . well . . .”
Dylan can see this is about the craft beer,
and Garry points out there is no need to confuse people, as it is not good for business.
"When they see the same thing being sold in both places . . ." |
"This is about the craft beer, then" |
"There's no need to confuse people, is there?" |
Dylan does not follow his reasoning; “The customers get what they want, and it keeps us on our toes.”
Garry’s opinion is that there is a difference between a bit of business and losing a livelihood.
Dylan is surprised that things are as bad as that; “Look, the clientèle that come here are a bit more sophisticated than the ones in the Deri.
“They know the difference between what’s good and what’s not quite so good – so there is no problem, is there? Unless you want one.”
"There's a difference between business and losing a livelihood" |
"Are things that bad at the Deri?" |
"There's no problem - unless you want one" |
Dylan invites Garry and Dani for a free meal . . . |
. . . then he answers his phone |
Brynawelon Old People's Home |
"Is the manageress available?" |
"Hywel Llywelyn – you don't remember me, do you?" |
He introduces himself as Brynmor Richards,
and Hywel remembers his father speaking of Bryn Rich. “So what brings you to Brynawelon?” Brynmor enquires, and looking at Anita, continues, “You’re not coming here, are you?
“You don’t look old enough, but there’s plenty of room here if you change your mind.”
"Dad spoke about Bryn Rich!" |
"You don't look old enough!" |
"We've come to interview the manageress and residents" |
"I know everything about the place" |
"Any idea when he will be home?" |
That redhead is now in the shop |
Garry has his suspicions |
"We just want to put this behind us" |
"You must have a sweet tooth" |
"Mind your own business!" |
Brynmor asks what they want to know, and Anita explains that it is about the possible cuts;
when they sit down, she does not want to be too close to him,
and moves to a different sofa. “I think it’s an excellent idea,” he begins, “Have you seen the riff-raff in here? If they can’t afford to come here, there are plenty of cheaper places.”
He positions himself uncomfortably close to Anita . . . |
. . . so she moves away |
"Many people would disagree with that" |
He tells Hywel, “Well, your father agreed with me – and Sir Deiniol Jenkins as well, God rest his soul. And now that Sir Deiniol’s seat is empty, who will replace him? One of these snowflakes, probably!
“This council needs a bit of leadership – someone like your father – you’ve never thought of following in his footsteps, have you?”
"The council needs a bit of leadership – someone like your father" |
"I don't think so" |
Hywel suddenly relinquishes the microphone |
"Don't worry – you're safe with me" |
"Why don't we make them Irish coffees?" |
"Is Lisa Morgan in today to see her mother?" |
"Sorry, I'm not sure" |
Then he hears a squeal of anguish from Anita,
and, upon investigation, discovers Brynmor allegedly trying to clean her up.
She angrily exclaims, “If you put your hand on me again, you won’t have a hand left, good boy!”
Anita seems to have suffered a spill |
"Put your hand on me again, and you won't have a hand left, good boy!" |
Hywel considers that this interview is now over,
but Brynmor tells him not to forget what he said; “We’re always looking for the right people to join the council.” Anita is in a great hurry to get out of there.
"Don't forget what I said, Hywel!" |
Back home, Hywel listens to the recording |
"It was good to hear from people who talk sense" |
"What about my new friend, Bryn Rich, then?" |
"I should go for it – to stop people like him getting on the council!" |
"I didn't think you were so interested in politics" |
She is attracted by the power |
Hywel says he will make some adjustments to the recording,
but as soon as she has gone, he looks on the Carmarthenshire Council website,
in the section, “How to apply to become a council member.”
Now Hywel is having second thoughts . . . |
. . . and looks on th Carmarthenshire Council website |
Garry is worried |
"It's flipping dead in here!" |
"Have you seen the Tapas reviews online?" |
She reads out one of them from her phone;
“Excellent food, a warm atmosphere, friendly staff – we’ll definitely go again – five stars! Exactly what this area needs.” She wonders where the Writing Club has got to, as they were supposed to be at the Deri tonight.
"Exactly what this area needs!" |
Dylan welcomes the Writing Club . . . |
. . . and photographs them |
Their hopes of being Brenda-free are about to be shattered |
“You haven’t started without me?” she demands,
“I heard on CwmFM that it had moved to here.” Cassie welcomes them to the first meeting of the Writing Club, where they can share ideas, socialise and use their creative muscles.
She would like to start with a story she wrote, but Brenda is insistent that she wants to read her story first.
"I heard on CwmFM that it had moved here" |
Cassie wants to start the proceedings . . . |
. . . but Brenda wants to read her 'erotic' piece |
Eileen and Anita look none too keen . . . |
. . . and what Cassie hears does not impress her . . . |
. . . but Eileen cannot suppress a snigger |
"I don't believe this!" |
The photo of the Writing Club |
Garry makes a booking for 7:00pm on Thursday |
"You're welcome back any time" |
Garry has been very good to Cassie |
Eileen is disillusioned with things at home |
"Mai has moved from Blackpool to London" |
"When I do see Sioned, we fall out" |
"What's the Welsh word for 'girth?" |
"What have I created here?" |
Debbie has a surprise on returning home |
"You know what I want!" |
Debbie protests she said that she did not want to be part of this any more, but is told, “You make it sound as if you’ve got a choice.”
"I'll go to the police!" |
"You're up to your neck in it!" |
"Are you threatening me?" |
"Do what I say and everything will be fine" |
"Mind you look after this one!" |
"There are all sorts of dodgy people about" |