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But how does a fledgling entrepreneur find out what they don’t know? They ask. Mike Smith from Ripley Training says “one of the most efficient way is to access training like Finance for Non-Financial Managers, Leadership and Sales and Marketing to help you to develop and enhance your skills and knowledge. Accessing external training and follow up coaching can give you a clearer view on your business and how you plan for the future. If time is on your side, you could also combine this approach with joining a local chamber or networking group and learn from your peers.” Del: Australia! Where the men are men. Albert: So are the women... Del: What's that supposed to mean? Albert Last time I was over there, the only way you could tell the sexes, was the men spit further. Sid: (annoyed that he wasn't asked by Del to make the sandwiches) Oi. Del: (who is halfway down the coach aisle, taking the sandwich crate to Mike, as Denzil, the previous man responsible for them, has admitted to an ear infection) Yes? Sid: I want a word with you. Del: Yeah, what is it, Sid? Sid: I run a cafe, right? Del: (looks around) Yeah, right, so what? Sid: So why didn't you ask me to make the sandwiches? Del: Well, the explanation is simple. We intend to eat them. Sid: (clearly hurt) Oh. All right. (He puffs on his cigarette.) Del: Alright then. (He leaves.)

Sandra: I'll give you 24 hours breathing space time to shall we say spring clean your flat and after that I'm coming round with the CID, That's 24 hours Rodney. Rodney: Reminds me of that Gene Pitney song you know "24 Hours from Dartmoor". At least pulling out items that meant something to him would have had a narrative place and made the show a bit more cushtie.

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Trigger: Ain't there any words to this, Dave? Rodney: Words? No... no words. Sorta instrumental. Del: What's this? Trigger: It's Mozart's symphony number 38 in D Major. It's the karaoke version. Rodney is looking for crimes to report at the tenants' meeting.] Del: Well, why don't you tell them what happened to poor Rita Alldridge then? Rodney: Yes! Good idea! What happened to Rita Alldridge then? Del: Last Friday night she was indecently assaulted over by the adventure playground. Rodney: No! Did she report it? Del: Yeah, I saw her this morning, she'd just been down the police station. Rodney: Right. There you are, you see; that's exactly the sort of thing... Hang on a minute, if this happened on Friday night, how come it's taken her 'til Wednesday to report it? Del: Because she didn't know she'd been indecently assaulted until this morning when the bloke's cheque bounced. Denzil: This could be anything, Trig! For all we know this could be... Well, this could be bloody Concorde fuel! Del: No, honest, it's not Concorde fuel, it's anti-freeze from the Starship Enterprise!

Albert: I can't swim, Del. Del: You used to be a sailor. Albert: Don't mean a thing. Nelson couldn't swim. Del: Of course he couldn't. He only had one bloody arm. He would have gone around in circles, wouldn't he? Michelle: (asking Rodney which tennis turf he likes playing on) What do you prefer? Astroturf or grass? Rodney: I don't know, I've never smoked astroturf! Del Boy' Trotter's autobiography released: "It's got everything: pictures, words, birds, violence, adventure" ". Daily Mirror. Archived from the original on 4 January 2017 . Retrieved 5 April 2018. Trigger: There's nothing to be nervous about, Denzil. All you've gotta do is go in there and tell the truth. Denzil: Trigger, if I go in there and tell the truth, Del and Rodney'll spend the next five years sharpening Jeffrey Archer's pencils! Do I see myself as an entrepreneur? I would like to think so, I definitely have “the hope of profit” and quitting my job to set up my own business was the biggest financial risk I have ever taken.Mike and Boycie talk about Albert's terrible singing.] Mike: Why does he keep doing it, eh? Boycie: God knows. I suppose at some time in his life, someone told him he could play the piano. Mike: Yeah, but I'd like to meet the git who told him he could sing! Strained Relations [4.2] [ edit ] Albert: Your name Rodney, son? Rodney: Well, it is when Trigger's not about! In " Fatal Extraction", it is revealed that Del is also frightened of dentists, avoiding visiting them whenever possible (his previous dentist died on the night of the Queen's Silver Jubilee in 1977) and only reluctantly visiting due to bad toothache.

Mr. Chin: Have you decided what colour the walls will be? Del: Oh yes of course you don't think I'd leave something that important to the last minute, do you? (to Rodney) Get that lid off!. Rodney: (struggling to open a tin of paint) I'm trying. Del: I thought... and you can shoot me down in flames if you like Mr. Chin, but what I thought the colour these walls should be... (to Rodney) Have you got the lid off yet?!? Mr. Chin: Blue. Del: What? Mr. Chin: I like blue. Del: Oh blue. Je suis frontiers. That is exactly what I thought. I thought why don't we paint these walls a nice subtle shade of blue. Mr. Chin: What shade of blue? Rodney: Yellow. Del: And then I changed my mind. I thought not blue. I thought we should paint them gold. Rodney: That's yellow. Del: This is gold, Rodney. Are you illiterate or something? You see I remembered the name of your beautiful restaurant. Gold for the Golden Lotus. Myles: First things first. We have to ascertain what kind of soil you have. Del: Well, it's this - earthy sort.

Rodney: One day, they might make a musical about the history of the Trotter family. Then as a sequel, they could do Schindler's List on Ice!