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Lesson Thirty-FiveSection One:Tapescript.A. Tastes in Common:Woman A: I cant stand places like Majorca of the Costa Brava.Man: No, nor can I.Woman A: You know, where you have to share the beach with thousands of other people and everyone speaks English.Woman B: Oh, I dont mind that.Man: Oh, I do. I never go to places like that. I like to get right away from all the tourists, go somewhere thats really quiet and peaceful, like an island of something.Woman A: Yes, so do Iwhere noone speaks English.Woman B: Whats wrong with people speaking English? I like meeting people when Im on holiday. I like places with a good night life, and plenty of men around, and . well, you know, where you can have a good time.B. Monologue:I remember sailing on a pond that used to be by my grandfathers sawmillwe had a boat, and we used to go sailing on this. Also, we used to do a lot of climbing trees. We used to climb these trees for apples, which we then are and made ourselves very sick. And my mother would come along and complain very strongly, but I dont think that stopped us at all. And of course in those days I had a bike, too, and I remember I used to push it up this very long hill near our house and then Id get on and ride down as fast as I could go. My mother used to complain about that, too.Section Two:Tapescript.A. Recipe:Doris: Hello. Whats all this then, Harry?Harry: Whats all what? Im making a cake.Doris: Yes. We can see what youre up to. Obviously youre making a cake. What else would you be doing with a cake tin and a rolling pin on the table and the place absolutely covered in flour. Yes, we can see what youre doing. But why are you doing it?Man: Yes, its rather unlike you, Harry.Harry: Well, I just decided Id try and make one for a change instead of cake. You cant buy them like this. And while youre here, Doris, do you mind beating up half a dozen eggs in that blue bowl over there? Youll find a fork and egg whisk, whichever you prefer, in the drawer on the left.Doris: OK. I dont mind. But whats so special about this cake?Harry: Its a surprise cake.Man: A surprise cake?Harry: Yes. Doris, dont forget to add five tablespoons of sugar.Doris: No, dear. But tell us about this surprise cake.Harry: Well, it was an idea I had while I was lying in bed last night.Man: Do you usually think of food in bed?Harry: I wasnt thinking of food. I decided to have a party for some old friends of mine, but I want to give them a surprise.Man: What kind of surprise?Harry: Can you add a half of a pint of cream to that, Doris? Thats right, drip it in slowly and then beat it up again until it becomes all sticky. Thats the way.Doris: I have made a cake before, you know. Now, come on, whats the surprise?Harry: Well, its quite simple, really. You see I serve the cake with candles on it. Then I switch out the lights and I slip out of the room. But before this I tell them that they must count to twenty before trying to blow out the candles and theyll get a surprise.Man: And then? (Explosion effect)B. Waiting: Listen! Im terribly sorry Im late. Oh, thats all right. It doesnt really matter, does it? I havent got anything better to do, have I? Just let me explain, will you? Ive only been waiting for over an hour, thats all. Yes, I know, and I would have. After all, my time isnt really that important, is it? Please dont be like that. Just let me explain. I . I tried to get here in time but just after I left home, the car broke down. The car broke down? Yes, and . well . luckily . there was a garage near me. And . and it took them a while to repair it. Why didnt you at least phone? I would have! But I didnt know the number of the restaurant. You could have looked it up in the telephone book! Yes, but . youll never believe this . I couldnt remember the name of the restaurant. I knew where it was, but forgot the name. I see. Well, at least it was lucky you found a garage to repair your car. Yes. It was something I couldnt do myself. It didnt take too long, but thats why Im late, you see. Hu huh. Which garage, by the way? Pardon? Which garage did you take it to? Uh . the one near my flat. You know. Lewis Brothers. Yes, I know that garage. Its the only one near your flat. Hmm. Well now, lets have something to eat. Uh, what about some. I know the garage very well! Yes. Lets see now. Yes, I think Ill have some. A pity its Sunday. Pardon? A pity its Sunday. That garage is closed on Sunday!C. Hiking:Donald: Isnt it a relief to see people and lights, Walter? Now, let me see. Where are we exactly? According to my map, this must be Chagford.Walter: Youre right, Don. That sign says Chagford Town Hall. But theres a more interesting notice on the other side of the square. Do you see what it says? Open for Devon Cream Teas.* * *Donald: Oh, yes, so it does. Hold on a moment. I must get a newspaper. Theres a newsagent next door.Walter: What do you want a newspaper for?Donald: To find out whats been happening, of course.Walter: I dont need a newspaper to find out whats been happening. We must have been walking for at least six hours. My feet have been hurting for about four hours and Ive been starving since we shared that tin of cold beans.Donald: You dont mean youre hungry again? I see what you mean. That tea shop does look interesting. We could plan tomorrows walk while we were having tea, couldnt we?* * *Walter and Donald have just finished their Devon Cream Tea, but they dont seem to want to leave.Waitress: I really dont know what to do, Mrs. Adams. The two gentlemen at table four have had complete Devon cream teas, with additional sandwiches and cakes, and another order of scones. They dont seem to want to leave and its a quarter past five and I should be going off.Mrs. Adams: Never mind, Mary. You go. Poor lads. They must have been walking all day by the look of them. They must have been starving.Walter: I feel a hundred per cent better. How about you Donald?Donald: I must admit that a Devon cream tea is better than a tin of cold beans. In fact, its better than almost anything I can think of . except a good newspaper. Do you ever buy a newspaper?Walter: Not often. But I watch television a lot.Donald: Television! It only scratches the surface.Walter: I dont know what you mean by that. Television coverage is very dramatic.Donald: Dramatic, yes. You learn what happened but never why it happened.Walter: Rubbish. The television pictures show you what happened and then the people concerned are interviewed and they tell you why it happened.Donald: They say what they saw, but they arent in a position to fill in the background.Walter: Yes, they are. They were there.Donald: That doesnt mean theyre in a position to fill in the background. Anyway, the television pictures dont show you the whole truth. They only show you the bits that happened while the cameraman was filming. Very often he missed the most important bits.Mrs. Adams: Excuse me. Im afraid its almost half past five and we must close. Could I just give you your bill?Donald: Yes, of course. See to it, will you, Walter. I must get a newspaper before the newsagent closes.Walter: . er . Don.Donald: Yes?Walter: Could you get me a paper, too?Donald: What do you want a paper for?Walter: To find out whats on television.D. Giving Directions:Alan: Yes, well . good . that sounds great . thanks a lot . havent been to a party for ages. Ill drop round then. Er . tell me how I get there.Caller: I just told you, Alan.Alan: You didnt. You just reminded me it was somewhere near Willesden Green.Caller: I told you exactly how to get here.Alan: Then I wasnt listening. Tell me again and Ill write it down.Caller: All right. Take a 46 bus.Alan: A what?Caller: A 46.Alan: It cant be a 46.Caller: It is, it is.Alan: Look, the 46 goes in the opposite direction. It goes towards the Elephant and Castle.Caller: No, it doesnt.Alan: It does.Caller: Listen, it may go towards the Elephant and Castle on its way back but before that its headed in the opposite direction because I happen to catch it every day on my way home from work.Alan: All right, but Ive seen the 46 going the opposite way, Im sure. I didnt want to end up at the wrong end of town, thats all.Caller: In any case, what you may have seen is the 46B. That goes from here down to the Elephant on its return journey.Alan: But I seem to remember coming to your house one time on the 28. Am I right? I used to catch it at Marble Arch.Caller: Yes. Its discontinued. It used to run from Tooting straight through to here. Its a pity.Alan: OK, so I catch the 46. Now where do I get off?Caller: Get off at Boots the chemists on the corner, two stops after the railway bridge. Turn right and walk on until you come to the second set of traffic lights then turn right into Hartington Road.Alan: Hang on . let me write that down. So I get off at Boots the chemists after the railway bridge.Caller: Two stops after youve gone under the railway bridge.Alan: All right. Then what?Caller: Then turn right and turn right again at the second set of traffic lights.Alan: Right at the second set of lights.Caller: Then first right into Hartington Road and Im number one, second floor.Alan: OK, Ive got all that. Where do you think is the nearest place for me to catch the 45?Caller: 46. The 45 would take you up to Wembley and you wouldnt get here till the middle of next week.Alan: All right the 46. Where do I catch it?Caller: I should think Piccadilly Circus or Green Park would be the nearest to you.Alan: Oh well, theyre both within walking distance. Have you any idea how often they run?Caller: What?Alan: The 46, do you know how often it runs?Caller: Ive no idea. I should think every ten or fifteen minutes. I never have to wait long.Alan: Good, I should be there in about an hour. Thanks for the invitation. Cheers.Caller: Cheers. See you later.Section Three:Tapescript.A. Burglary:Fred: Are you sure this is the right house?Harry: Course Im sure. I used to live next door, didnt I? Its easy and safe. Shes not been out for twenty years. Frightened to go out in case someone pinches her money.Fred: Thats just what were going to do, isnt it? Except shes in. What if she hears us?Harry: She wont. Deaf as a post. Probably half blind, too. Living in the dark all those years. Come on, get in this window. Stand on my back and give me a hand up. Right, now come on. Lets have a look around.* * *Wendy: Ah, good evening, youve come at last.Fred: Blimey!Harry: Oh . er . good evening. Yeah . er . sorry to be late.Wendy: Late! Oh, m you are naughty. Keeping me waiting here twenty years. And then trying to surprise me by coming in the window. And youve brought a friend, I see. Good evening. I hope you didnt damage your clothes coming in the window like that. Harrys such a silly boy. Still up to his tricks. Do take a chair. And you Harry, sit down and we can all have a nice cup of tea. Youd like that, wouldnt you?Fred: Oh . er . yeah, er . thanks very much. Er . thank you.Wendy: Lovely. Now, wont be a minute. Harry, entertain your friend, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.Fred: A right mess this is. Quick, back out of the window.Harry: No. Calm down. Cant you see? Its even easier. She thinks Im her old boyfriend. Mustve been waiting for him for twenty years. All I have to do is ask her for the money and shell give it to me. Shes off her head.Fred: Do you think so? Reckon itll be as easy as that?Harry: Course it will. Now shut up. Shes coming back.Fred: She didnt even notice our masks.Harry: Oh, shut up.Wendy: Here we are. A nice cup of tea and a bun. Now, Harry, you havent introduced your friend.Harry: Oh, no. Sorry. Er . this is Fred. Yeah . Fred. Fred this is.Wendy: Hello, Fred. So pleased to meet you. Im Wendy. Wendy Hartfelt.Fred: Oh, very pleased, Im sure.Harry: Wendy, I wanted to talk you about money.Wendy: Ah yes, Harry. I wondered. I wasnt going to mention it quite so soon, but that ten thousand pounds I lent you must have acquired quite a lot of interest by now, and times are rather hard. Now, drink your tea like a good boy and well discuss how you can pay it back. Twenty years is a long time to wait, after all. Harry? Harry, what are you doing? Come back in here at once. Oh dear. He is a naughty boy. But I know hell come back. Always did. But Im afraid his tea will be cold. Ah.B. The Empty Chair:A friend of mine, Rob Jenkins, almost had a nervous breakdown last year. I told him to go to the doctor.Doctor: Hello, Mr. Henkins. What can I do for you?Mr. Jenkins: Well, doctor . Im very tense and nervous. I havent been able to sleep for several days.Doctor: Hmm . have you been working hard?Mr. Jenkins: Oh, yes. Ive been very busy. Ive been working twelve hours a day.Doctor: Have you been taking any pills?Mr. Jenkins: No, but Ive been smoking too much, and Ive been drinking a lot of coffee.Doctor: Well, you should take a holiday. You should go somewhere quiet and peaceful, like Cornwall. Why dont you go there?* * *Rob decided to go to Cornwall the next weekend. Penquay was a very small fishing village on the north coast of Cornwall. There were no trains or buses to Penquay, so he had to drive. It was a long journey, and Rob arrived late on Friday evening. The landlady of the guest house, Mrs. Doone, answered the door and showed him to his room. Rob was very tired and went straight to bed. He slept well and didnt wake up until nine oclock the next morning.Rob went downstairs for breakfast. Because there were no other guests, Mrs. Doone invited him to have breakfast with her and her daughter, Catherine. Catherine was already sitting in the dining room. She was about thirteen years old, with long, black hair and clear, grey eyes. Mrs. Doone went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Rob and Catherine looked at each other nervously for a few seconds.Mr. Jenkins: T