Leo’s continuing to keep an eye on his father. A spot of father/son sailing takes Tom’s mind off his troubles – but only temporarily, as always in the background is the shadow of the broken catamaran. As I’ve touched upon before, good weather in Tarrant is usually a rarity and this sailing day is no different – so quite why Leo’s wearing sunglasses when they get back to the dock is anybody’s business.
One of my favourite Ken moments occurs about five minutes in when he stares at Sarah’s shapely bottom as she’s bending over doing a spot of filing (typical Ken!). But Sarah’s backside fades into the distance, as it were, after Mark grizzles that Ken’s entered the big powerboat race (£10,000 to the winner) without informing him. So Mark vows to enter as well, setting up a juicy head to head between them (not only the race of course, but the question of Sarah too).
One of the more unusual developing relationships (even harder to swallow than Leo and Amanda) is that of Jan and Sir Edward. After Jan makes her presentation to Sir Edward and the board, he suggests they discuss her work further over dinner. Uh oh ….
It’s interesting that Jan won’t tell Leo who she’s going to be having dinner with. Leo’s more forthcoming, telling Kate that he’s heading out for a date with Amanda. It’s a small world, as Kate is able to tell him that Amanda’s grandfather used to be a beau of hers.
It’s not only a small world but Tarrant is obviously also a small place since Jan and Sir Edward choose the same restaurant as Ken and Sarah. Sarah’s impressed with Jan’s dinner-date (“not bad, if you’re attracted to the mature type”) but Ken’s convinced that Jan’s interest is purely financial. The way Ken laughs off Sarah’s suggestion that he’s jealous of Jan’s new companion is nicely done.
Leo might have been a bit quiet on the causes front recently, but the inequality of life clearly still rankles with him. And Amanda, one of the idle rich, becomes his latest target as he asks her whether she ever feels guilty about her aimless existence. “Driving around in a fancy car, owning a boat you never use, doing nothing with your life”.
Leo’s clearly not one for diverting smalltalk then, admitting to Amanda that he’s never really had a girlfriend. He briefly chats about Abby – mainly touching upon the fact that she’s everything that Amanda isn’t. Then Amanda decides that she’d like to invest her money in Leo – they’d become partners (not only in business, but personally). This has all the hallmarks of ending very badly ….
The Dixon of Dock Green connections continue. Last week it was Gregory de Polnay, this time it’s Nicholas Donnelly (here playing Peter Melrose, the solicitor placed in opposition to Jack and Tom). The general opinion is that there was a design fault with the catamaran – something which Tom doesn’t take at all well (although his spasm of anger is brief).
While Tom continues to suffer, Jan’s upward mobility continues. After mentioning to Sir Edward that she’s always admired his country house, he spies an opening and invites her for lunch and a guided tour. Although he claims not to be lonely, the reality seems somewhat different as he rattles around his country pile. Like Charles, his business is his life, but is Sir Edward looking for something more?
I think that Jack thinks more logically when he’s drunk. Although he’s weaving dangerously from side to side at the Jolly Sailor, he still manages to come up with a good idea – if they can put the pieces of the catamaran back together then they’ll be able to prove that the break-up wasn’t a design fault. Glyn Owen was always a top drunk actor (let’s be honest, as Jack he had plenty of practice). Compared to him then, Maurice Colbourne’s pretty much a novice (he’s not a bad drunk actor, simply not in Owen’s class). Jack’s attempt to lead the reluctant drinkers at the Jolly Sailor in a chorus of For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow is something of a treat.
It’s all smiles between Charles and Avril as they stand on the quayside as the big powerboat race is about to begin (Charles will be handing over the prize at the end, hopefully to Relton’s own boat). Simon May cranks up the incidentals – wailing saxophones ahoy – as the boats set off. But the smiles are soon wiped off their faces as Ken comes in first and Mark second. Ken – a vision in yellow – can’t help but crow ever so slightly as he accepts his winnings from Charles.
There’s a sense that the rather misfiring love triangle between Ken, Sarah and Mark is finally coming to a head. Mark’s apparently set off on a business trip – but that’s just a ruse. As Sarah and Ken canoodle aboard a boat, he’s standing on the shore, binoculars in hand, wearing a resigned expression (“oh dear” says Ken when they spot him). But given how far the boat is away from Mark, they must have extremely good eyesight ….
Since the Tarrant weather once again isn’t very appealing, you have to give top marks to Sarah Varley for wearing a bikini without shivering. As for the cuckolded Mark, he’s failing to exhibit much in the way of hurt or anger – mild inconvenience yes, anger no. Will he finally decide to give Ken a well-deserved duffing up next time? Fingers crossed ….