During the main course, the Don says things like ’looks facking lavely that,’ Joey aggressively says ‘are you gonna eat that or what’ & Bobby asks people their names (four times) replying nice to meet you (four times) & other such small talk, like where are you from
Towards the end of the mean, enter Gran & Grandad
Gran
Oo!, it’s nice in here love
Grandad
Yeah, it’s well posh innit – hang on a sec
{to guests}
Does anyone want any piccalilli with their pudding – I always carry a jar with me, you never know when you’ll need some
Gran
Shall I set the machine up here, Don
Don
Yeah, that’s perfect
Gran
{making a space}
Get out o’ road, will ya
{Gran’s phone goes}
Oo, it’s Doreen – I’ll just answer it… hello Doreen… yeah… aw that’s a shame… oh no… well, why don’t you go & see Doctor Akram, he’s good him… but tell him to warm his hands, tho, they’re always too cold… yeah, I’ll ring you when I’m back… ta’ra, love
Grandad
Is she alright
Gran
Oh, she’s not so good, she’s got acute vaginal dryness
Grandas
Has she
Gran
It was caused Aggressive yeast infection
Grandad
Was it, oh dear
Enter General
General
Alright, Nan
Gran
Ow do, General, are you alright
General
Yeah, I’m fine, but I’ve just been in the kitchen – the chef’s steaming
Gran
Is he
General
Yeah – steaming broccoli
Gran
Bloody Hell, everyone’s a comedian these days
General
Well I am, I’ve been taking comedy classes, I’m having a change of career – anyway, I’ve just witness’d the fight in the kitchen?
Gran
What, just now
General
Yeah, a fish got battered.
Gran
That’s even worse than the first one
General
Has anyone here seen Star Wars
{picking up a fork}
May the forks be with you.
{Picks up bread roll}
Oo im on a roll here
Grandad
Bloody hell – I’d give up now if I were you
General
What you on about
Grandad
Well, you’re just not very funny, General
General
What you on about, you
Grandad
Look – I’m funnier than you, & my blood sausage is definitely tastier than yours
General
Do you wanna say that again – to my face
Grandad
I’d be delighted to
Security dashes in
Don
Lads, what have I told ya, let the puddings do the talking, shall we
Enter Brenda, soaking wet
Gran
Bloody hell – look what the cat dragged in
General
Brenda
Brenda
Tristan
General
Brenda
Brenda
Tristan
General
What you doing here
Brenda
I made a mistake
General
What do you mean
Brenda
I should never ever have gone off with Roberto, all it was a was a brief & foolish flirtation – I’ve realis’d it’s you, it’ll always be you, General – I love ya, I love ya to bits
General
Well, you’ve got a funny way of showing it
Brenda
I know I fuck’d up, but I’m human, we all make mistakes
General
Yeah, a massive fucking mistake
Brenda
Baby, I love you so much, I know that now
General
I love you too, Brenda, but
Brenda
But nothing – just take me back, please, I’m so sorry
General
Why did you do it
Brenda
I don’t know, I think I had a medical brain attack or something
General
Our genitals are a perfect match, babe
Don
Oi! Oi! lets keep this PG shall we
General
Sorry Don
Brenda
Baby, listen, I’ve heard that you’ve been making an effort, that you’re changing path, that you’re going to be a stand-up comedian – I love comedians, they’re well funny
Gran
Well, he’s bloody not
General
What do yo mean
Gran
You’re not very funny, General, & I don’t even know why you’re giving her the time of day
Brenda
I beg your pardon
Gran
Well, who do you think you are swanning n her like that, Lady Muck, you soil’d your marital bedsheets in Magaluf
Grandad
Shagaloof more like
Brenda
Eh, can you just keep your beak out of my business, you old bat
Gran
Eh General
General
Yeah
Gran
You’d be out of your god damn mind if you got back with this scarlet harlot – she’s got bored of her Spanish shagpiece & expects she can just win yer back at the click of her fingers
Brenda
{squaring up to Gran}
You’d better shut yer mooth the noo, doll
General
Ladies, ladies, calm down, please
Grandad
Mate, I’d back off out of it if I were you –
my wife were the cock of the Woodtop Inn fer years – men & women
Brenda
Is that right, grandma, well, however hard you are, I know mother fuckas who know mother fuckas
Grans
Well, so do I love – are we starting a war here Brenda
Brenda
Damn right we are – & right now I’m on Defcon 5
Don
Boys…
Security rushes in & separates the women
Brenda
Get off me – get your hands off me – I’ll bite yer tiny bitch ass balls off if you don’t let go of me now
Gran
Get off me n’all – I’ll thump yer in yer vulnerable regions if you don’t
Don
Awight, awight, that’s enough
{to General & Brenda}
You & you, fack off fer five minutes & sort out your relationships, yeah
Exit Brenda & the General
Don
{to Gran}
& you, you should be asham’d of yourself, your age, carrying on like that
Gran
Sorry Donald
Don
Apology accepted – nah are ya gonna do this bingo, or what
Gran
Of course I will, I just got a bit fluster’d there
Grandad
Ee-ya, I’ll make you a nice cup of tea love, eh?
Gran
Smashing, yeah
Exit Grandad
Don
Alright, then, you ready
Gran
Yeah, love, I’ve calm’d down now – so everybody, not only does burnley have the best football team & the best black puddings – but we also have the best bingo in the whole world – so, if everybody turns over the pieces of paper in front of them they’ll see their bingo sheet – we’ll be playing just for the full house, first person to get all the number should shout {loud bingo call} – the winner gets a prize has everyone got yer dobbers, yer dabbers & yer dibbers – then I’ll begin, let’s tickle them balls
A game of bingo ensues – Grandad brings a cup of tea to Gran at some point – when someone wins Grandad checks the numbers – the winner gets the prize of the day
Don
Thank you very much Gran, like you say, Burnley does have the best bingo in Britain, but does it also have the best Black Pudding – well it’s time to decide, over desert – in you come guys, let’s bring out them Bob Marley donuts – y’know, wi jam in!
Waiters bring in plates of donuts
Don
Right everybody – if you can all huckle down in yer brain bunker & write down either the letter A or the letter B on your pieces of paper, the side with the box, w can collect them all in & count up the votes – thanks in advance
Everybody eats desert & casts their votes – these are collected by Joey & Bobby
Don
Alright everybody – that’s the all the votes cast – it’s time to find out the winner – let’s bring out the competitors
Enter the General, Brenda, Grandad & Gran
Don
So, you two got back together then, did ya
Brenda
One cannot evade one’s destiny, Don
General
Yeah, we share a same special consciousness, don’t we
Don
Fack’s sake – right, my lovely daughter, Felicity, will read out the results – in you come Felicity
Enter City
City
Hello – so we’ve counted up all the votes back in the kitchen, & the winner is, by a score of xx to xx, England/Scotland
Cue wild celebrations on one side & groans/accusations of a fix on the other
Don
& here’s the trophy – congratulations xxx – it’s nah official, xxx has the best black pudding in Britain
xxxx
& the whole word – get in !!
Enter TC (with a kebab), Nelson & Lily
Don
Alright guys, you here for the final song
TC
That we are Donald
Don
Alright, let’s do it then… hit it
Cos its the British Pudding Off
To find the one that’s good enough
To place upon your plate at break of day
Yes its the British pudding off
The Great Big British pudding off
Twx Burnley, England – Scotland’s Stornaway
Wherever I wander, wherever I roam,
We couldn’t be fonder of our sausage back home
The butcher’s buzzing like a bee
To make black pudding just for me.
Please allow me to demonstrate
It looks so good on yer dinner plate
Its the British Pudding Off
The big Great British pudding off
Twx Burnley, England – Scotland’s Stornaway
Cos its the British Pudding Off
To find the one that’s good enough
The Great Big British pudding off today !