"My name is Mrs. Smith, I’ve made apples out of bread and dripping, a bit of green paint, and corrugated iron."
"No, these are horrible apples, Mrs. Smith. Go away, Mrs. Smith! Go away until your daughter has a baby."
"Shag, daughter, shag! It’s a marketing idea, shag for babies! (mimes running back) My daughter’s had a baby, I’m Granny Smith now!"
"Come in, Granny Smith! You're a wonderful idea, you! Come in with your shiny apples."
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