[
first lines]
Larry Durrell:
Why do we put up with this bloody climate? I mean, look at us: Gerry can't speak,
Gerald Durrell:
Uh?
Larry Durrell:
Lesley can't hear.
Leslie Durrell:
What?
Larry Durrell:
Margot's got a face like a plate of red porridge.
Margot Durrell:
Shut up.
Larry Durrell:
Mother's beginning to look like an Irish washerwoman.
Mother:
I am not.
Larry Durrell:
It's August. We need sunshine.
Mother:
Yes, dear.
Larry Durrell:
Now, I've got a friend lives in Greece - Corfu. Says it's wonderful. Why don't we pack up and go?
Mother:
I can't just go like that. We have a house here.
Larry Durrell:
We'll sell up.
Mother:
Don't be ridiculous, Lawrence. Gerry needs an education.
Gerald Durrell:
No, I'll be fine.
Mother:
We can't just up and leave; that would be madness.
Theodore Stephanides:
Who was it who said, "If you can control your family, you've gone terribly wrong somewhere"?
Mother:
Aristotle?
Theodore Stephanides:
No.
Mother:
Was it me?
Theodore Stephanides:
Yes.
Mother:
What a rude man!
Margot Durrell:
What?
[
Mother passes her the page]
Margot Durrell:
[
reading] "Description passengers: one travelling circus and staff!"
Mother:
Odd thing to write. Some people really are peculiar.
[
last lines]
Narrator:
Back in England, Mother insisted I went to school, despite my protestation that I liked being half-educated. You were so much more surprised at everything when you were ignorant.
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