Well as we have the definitive cast maybe we should put some scripts together.
ACT ONE SCENE ONE
Miss Annersley's study. Hilda is sitting at her desk writing when the door opens and Bill walks in.
Bill: Honestly. I do wish Joey would stop alarming the new pupils. We'll have no school left at the rate she's going. I've had three more letters from parents saying their daughters have written to them tearfully about the 'scary woman next door'.
Hilda: God, that woman is annoying. I've tried to get her to leave the juniors alone at least. Those poor tots are terrified of her, especially with that mad hair style. And the prefects have been complaining that they can't get on with organising the sale without her sticking her oar in.
Bill: I know. Do you remember the hysterics last year when they wanted to ditch the whole bloody thing and have a Stars in Their Eyes night instead.
Hilda: I certainly do. The sale is becoming a bit tired. And it's embarassing the way that lime green twin set keeps being re-donated for the raffle. I don't think it's ever been taken out of it's wrapping.
Bill: Well luckily Jo's so dim she just thinks she started a craze and that everyone's been madly knitting the same thing for years. Anyway, what are we going to do about her?
Hilda (picking up pen): I'll write to Madge again. She might redouble her efforts to persuade her to visit them in Australia. It worked brilliantly that time they went to Canada. Remember they filled her head with stories about bad weather for flying home etc and she was gone for nearly a year? Bliss!
And we'll also get rid of those dull triplets for a while. Well, Margot's alright but honestly, Len and Con could bore for England they're so dreary. And I know Jo just assumes that Len's going to be Head Girl someday. But the child has no personality whatsoever.
Bill: Any chance she'd take that irritating Mary Lou with her as well? Gosh, imagine how wonderful it would be. No Joey, no Mary Lou, no boring triplets.
Hilda I don't think so. It will be hard enough for Madge having Joey under her feet for a year without having to put up with that annoying brat as well.
No, I'm afraid we're stuck with Mary Lou for the foreseeable future. By the way, I saw you slipping a twenty pound note into young Emerence's pocket earlier. What was that about?
Bill (looking shifty): Oh, er, em..... nothing. Just some birthday money her Godmother sent her. I ...er... well I thought it might be useful for that tobogganing trip they're all going on tomorrow.
Kaffee und Kuchen, anyone?