'Uncle Albert is getting on a bit but still feels young at heart with an urge to enjoy his second childhood. He has several lady friends, Dotty, Brenda and Amanda, who all think he is charming on a good day but otherwise a bit grumpy. They sometimes go with him to the cinema or the coast or visit the Plaza if they’ve got a dance on. They like to keep an eye on him. Sometimes, to escape for some peace and quiet, he will visit his allotment which boasts a shed almost as old as him. He grows dahlias for Dotty, a very sporty widow indeed, who lives at 33 Corporation Avenue, and who cooks a Sunday roast that just melts in your mouth. A fair exchange Albert always thinks. Uncle Albert also grows tomatoes and has become well known for his ‘Golden Burst’ tomatoes which he grows with the aid of his secret formula, a most evil smelling sludge like liquid, that “makes them tommies the sweetest you’ll ever taste”. He has two dogs who idolise him and slurpingly help clear his plate at mealtimes. They help keep his old war wounds warm during the winter evenings, something he never talks about, unless of course you’re asking. He’s good at crosswords, likes dog racing, and swears by Tesco’s red wine. All in all he quite likes his quiet life, that is until the urge to do something new and exciting takes over...... then old Uncle Albert becomes a completely different animal……' |
