for granddad. ohh...ou see, granddad's quite tired at the moment, darling, but i know who would like to hear you play, and that's the birds in the garden, because they'll think that you're a bird, just like them. no, they wouldn't! i want to play for either you or granddad. granddad's in there, but what we would really like is for you to play to us. absolutely. this is called "some of the angels," and i-- and i composed it myself. ( playing shrilly ) what's that noise? that was karen, playing her lovely recorder, frank. but it's awful! karen: old, old man! karen! granddad was only joking. have i upset her? i'm sorry. dad, it's fine. i think we over-praise her a bit. i didn't mean to. it's fine. listen, dad, you know what you mentioned a few moments ago about children buggering off, and... well, if that was about me, then i just wanted to say that i didn't-- i didn't mean to make you feel abandoned. i was 17, and i just wanted to... you know... and... and i'm sorry if... ( sighs ) i'm just sorry. i said wh