:03:46
Carlton Hotel, Broadstairs, Kent.
:03:49
28th June, 1924.
:03:51
Dear Mum. I'm most awfully sorry about
your cold and the general dreariness.
:03:56
We're also having
quite bad weather here, too.
:03:58
Thanks for your letters.
I'm sorry you and Pa are disappointed
:04:02
I should be letting the Olympic Games
interfere with my shorthand.
:04:06
But if you were my age, with a chance
to win the World Championship in Paris,
:04:10
you would be just as big a fool as I am.
:04:12
By the way, it's awfully kind of Pa
to fnance me here, in spite of my idiocy.
:04:17
It's marvellous for esprit de corps.
Most of the chaps have managed to get down.
:04:21
- Cricket, Montague, in the ballroom.
- Now!
:04:25
No ball!
:04:27
Come on, Aubrey, the old leg break.
:04:40
- Howzat!
- Not out.
:04:43
What? You could hear it
in bloody Bournemouth!
:04:45
- Come on, Liddell, my innings.
- I didn't touch it.
:04:48
- You heard the crack of my wrist.
- I saw the bloody thing bend! Andy!
:04:51
No tickle for me.
:04:53
He's out, I tell you.
You're all deaf and bloody blind.
:04:56
Aubrey, I ask you, for God's sake!