well, because it's my tenth anniversary in dibley. all: oh. that's not as good as jesus coming back. no. but still very moving. oh, in what way moving, frank? well, here you are a woman. you could have done anything. gone anywhere... and yet, you chose to waste the best 10 years of your life... stuck here with us morons. yes. thanks for that. no--no--no-- but you have given us some great memories to cherish. oh, yes. do you remember that time alice gave birth during the nativity play? how could i forget? you try cutting an umbilical cord during the curtain call! and do you remember the time you and i made passionate love on the billiard table in the pub? no, jim, that was a dream. well, what about the time you did a pole dance in my living room? alongside mother teresa, who was wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini bottom? you can't say that was a dream. no, jim, that was a nightmare. well, one thing is clear. of course, we must celebrate the vicar's anniversary. geraldine: thank you. so, and i say this with every expectation of disaster, let's