Calendar Girls

and to do that I'm prepared to take
me clothes off for a WI calendar,

and if you can't give us 10 minutes
of your time, Madam Chairman,

well then, frankly, guys,
I'm going to do it without council approval.

Because there are some things that are
more important than council approval.

And if it means
that we get closer to killing off

this shitty, cheating, sly,
conniving bloody disease that cancer is,

oh, God, I tell you, I'd run round Skipton
market naked, smeared in plum jam,

wearing nothing but a knitted tea cosy
on me head and singing "Jerusalem".

Let's break.
10 minutes.
We don't do nudity.
But we do do charity.
Can I assume this is a local fundraiser

and you're not gonna be making
too big a hoo-ha out of it?

In which case, it's a branch matter,
and I can leave any decision
in the hands of your branch president.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Oh, sod it. Go on, then.
Evening News? Morning Herald?. Did you
invite the journalist from the Gazette?

- (Annie) Yes.
- Actually, so did I. Here we go.