Hello, Camilla. Mr Darcy, stop that at once.

Go to your happy place.

Carnaby Fritton. Oh, I haven't heard a word from you in over 15 years.

I sent flowers. A wreath...for Mummy's funeral.

Oh, you must be my lully, lully niece Annabelle.

You're all clear. Oh.

So... your father's PA tells me you're joining us from Cheltenham Ladies' College.

For the life of me, I can't understand why he sent you there.

Yes, I was an utter fool to be taken in by the excellent teaching standards

and their consistently high performance in league tables.

In my experience,the teachers are insufferable snobs,

and the girls are all shits.

Not to worry, my dear.

Here, pupil and teacher live in blissful harmony.

Daddy. Daddy you can't expect me to stay here

It's like Hogwarts for pikeys.

It's a little rough around the edges, darling.

But that's part of the fun of the place.