I listened to the omnibus version today and thoroughly enjoyed it. I reveled in Brian's discomfiture in big-farm business matters after having had his own way for so long, and the kitchen rebuild shambles that Jennifer has brought on herself by employing cowboys is real fun. The slippery, ominous Rob I wouldn't trust behind the haystack with the lights on but he seems to be blinding the gullible Helen with his flashy charms. Meanwhile, Granpa Tony moans on and on like a poor old carthorse, at least son Tom had the common sense to jump ship to Canada pdq. I like the feisty young Scots pig keeping lady's man with the braw, bricht accent. Which part of the gloamin' does he hail from, I wonder? Peggy's cat's departure to the great cattery upstairs was handled very delicately. If only that vet was available for human disposals! And was that not a brief incursion on the golf-course by the devious Mat, paramour of Lillian, the phantom knitter. But where was the glorious Linda with the chain-saw voice, self-appointed holder of the village pc social conscience? Wait until she finds out about the plans for wind-farms, solar panels and waste disposal digesters in her back yard. NIMBY won't be in it!