seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Finland
seen from Namibia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
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Nigel (the cat)
Poor Nigel doesn't even get the correct credit...
However, Nigel knows that when Cyril says newcomers what he really means is a certain furry feline.
At least Nigel's human Cyril knows the correct order of things...
And the appropriate feline requirements.
Nigel is happily doing cat stuff...
When he has a close encounter with learner driver Trixie...
Thankfully Nigel has had plenty of dealings with Mrs Wallace and is used to being challenged.
Well said Nigel.
Spoilers for the New Season of call the midwife
MORE AND MORE I SEE OF MRS WALLACE THE MORE I WANT HER CHARCTER TO BE KILLED OFF!!
A potentially challenging operation for Mrs Wallace’s dry-cleaning shop.
CtM S12E05
The return of Nigel (the cat) ...
Tensions arise between Cyril and Mrs Wallace (13.1)
Cyril explains that faith and medicine work together.
CtM S12E05
Mrs Wallace’s Hat* finds a venue for the church to meet *with the help of Nurse Anderson
CtM S10 E01
NOSTALGIA UK
My Scottish foster family (1994)
The one special thing being the "special" ones was getting the chance to live with Scottish foster families which we had to choose upon arriving at the college. Unfortunately my memory has failed me; I don't remember how Nasrul and I chose ours - it could be that we just got the "left-over". The only thing I recall is arriving at the flat accompanied by our Physics teacher Mr. Munn (though strictly speaking it should be Dr. Munn, given his Phd.).
The flat was situated in an area south of the Glasgow city called Pollokshields, highly populated, in my eyes, with the Pakistanis and kebab shops. We were welcomed warmly by Mrs. Wallace and her daughter in law, name I have forgotten. Mrs. Wallace was a petite Scottish woman I'd guess in her late 50s or early 60s, speaking with a relatively mild Scottish accent, though at the time it sounded gibberish to me. The idea of living with a foster family however short-lived. It turned out we were to live by ourselves "alone" in the flat. It's party time
Vinnie Vega & Mrs. Wallace cutting a rug Pulp Fiction
