Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Our horse has cast a shoe. Is there a smithy nearby?

It's the flower show, sir, next Saturday.

Oh, they'll be worried about you. And ifthey check on me, I'm finished.

Are we ever going to be allowed to turn?

But I can read it to you, ifthat's the problem.

Is he to be sacrificed on the altar of Molesley's ambition?

They are pleased to have met me,

- You saved the day. - I enjoyed it.

Hmm, there's no doubt about it. The next few years in farming

I'm sure the servants were frightened halfto death.

there were five cars parked in the market place,

I hope so, too.

Ma'am, I was wondering if I might take some time this afternoon

Then she's barking up the wrong tree.

Sad to think about.

- Has he told Mr Carson? - Not yet.

I don't suppose this had anything to do with Lady Sybil?

Good afternoon, Mr Molesley.

Well, it's Daisy, my lady.

She wants a saddle of lamb and all the fruit and vegetables we can muster.

No. I don't believe you would.

It's a wonderful area for roses. We're very lucky.

- Neither do I, really, but... - She ought to be married.

I've been to see old Mr Molesley's garden.

Aye. You can try old Crump in the next village.

It seems hard that poor Sir Anthony had to pay the price.

I mustn't slow you down.

She wants it put onto a new shirt, but it's a bit old-fashioned to my taste.

We'll have to wait and see.

Well, perhaps it's for best. Although I'm sure I won't find anything.

And when you have, you can choose whether to put it in Thomas's room

And I haven't said nothing to nobody.

- I don't know them well enough. - No. Why would you?