"Murder Most Horrid" "GoingSolo" "Tracey Phillips and Karen Sullivan, the British yachtswomen taking part in thetransglobe double handed yacht race have fallen to sixth position in the third leg from Cape Town to Fremantle." "Despite the setback the girls are said to be confedent and their spirits high." "My... granny... sells..." "Pigeons!" "My... granny... sells... pigs!" "My... granny sells... sugar!" "Sugar!" "Sugar." "Sugar!" "Pigs!" "So..." "What page are you on?" "97." "On page 97." "98!" "How about, doing the cooking rota or something?" "Hey that's a good idea." "Excuse me." "Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me." "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world..." "Fantastic... plastic..." "Tracy." "Blew my hair..." "Tracy." "We agreed, remember?" "What?" "About that song." "Was I singing?" "Yes." "Are you sure?" "I'm positive." "Well that's amazing, you see." "Cause I'm singing now and I don't even know I'm singing." "You've got to tell me when I do that." "I did." "Sorry." "Come on, Barbie, let's go party..." "Right, now, here's the list." "Pin your lugholes back." "February the 1st... it will be me:" "breakfast, you:" "lunch, me: dinner." "February 2nd... it will be you:" "breakfast, me:" "lunch, you: dinner." "See the pattern that's emerging?" "February 3rd... it will be me: breakfast, you:" "lunch..." "Thank you very much." "Oh now, thank God for that, we've got a low coming in." "Well it's about time." "Ought to fix the storm jib." "That's right." "Now listen, I'll do that, you just read your book, OK?" "You sure?" "Yep." "Yep, sure." "Just have to get down here, sorry, sorry could you just pop your..." "Can you, can you..." "sorry... there we are." "You just stay put there." "I'll move." "Right you just... mind those... put those up..." "I just want to see if my... sorry, excuse me, sorry, just looking for my sewing kit." "Oh, God, sorry." "Are you alright?" "Yes I'm fine." "Let me look at that." "No I'm fine." "Fine." "Just quite like to get to my sewing kit." "I think it's..." "Can I...?" "Do you mind?" "Sewing kit out." "Calming music." "What?" "What's that tape you're listening to?" "It's just some symphony." "You wouldn't like it." "No, I would." "I like music." "It's from a film called Death In Venice." "Oh." "What?" "I saw that film, it was brilliant." "You thought that Death in Venice was brilliant?" "Had me completely on the edge of my seat." "That little dwarf in the red duffle coat... that was spooky, I didn't sleep that night." "That wasn't Death In Venice." "Yes it was." "Donald Sutherland, Julie Christie." "No it wasn't." "Think you'll find it was." "It was about an ageing German composer who goes to Venice where he becomes obsessed with a 12 year-old Swedish Boy." "There's a cholera outbreak, he can't bear to leave the boy so he stays on and eventually dies of the disease." "Didn't he have a jab?" "No, no, no!" "The point was that he was taken over by a self-destructive impulse." "It was 1902, they didn't have jabs." "They didn't have jabs then." "What's the film I'm thinking of then?" "I expect it'll come to me sooner or later." "I'm going to go up for a while." "I'll take the storm jib with me." "I just need to get my all-weathers." "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world, it's fantastic..." "Come on, Barbie, let's go party, yeah, yeah" "I'm a Barbie Girl, in my Barbie world..." "Calming music." "Don't Look Now!" "Funny, isn't it?" "When you're not thinking it just pops into your head." "Don't Look Now." "Coming back down now?" "Yes I'm going to call Frank in a minute." "In that case I'll go up." "Right, okay." "Don't Look Now." "I said I'd think of it, didn't I?" "Don't Look Now." "Julie Christie, Donald Sutherland." "Mahler." "Mahler." "Oh, no, that's very gloomy." "What's the next song?" "That's the same." "All very similar." "Oh dear." "An accident?" "Oh, Frank, please tell me this is a joke?" "Which hospital?" "Scan?" "What scan?" "Please tell me there is something they can do?" "Surely there must be something they can do?" "Oh God." "It's so hard to be away from home at a moment like this." "Right, now Emmerdale." "What happened on that?" "No!" "Frank sends you his love by the way." "Yes okay." "And a happy New Year's Eve to you as well." "Is Rory alright?" "Oh you've got to go." "No you put it down first." "No you." "No, no you." "Oh you have, right." "I know what's eating you." "Uh yes?" "You need a man, and I'm going to do something about that." "Oh God just don't start." "No listen, you're 35, highly intelligent," "Looks-wise you're still in with a chance," "I mean the train hasn't exactly left the station." "And I'm fed up of seeing you on the shelf." "It has absolutely nothing to do with men." "Well you see, I think it does and when we're back I'm going to have a blitz on my address book." "Oh my God." "I know exactly the right bloke." "He works with Frank." "His wife died last year." "And did he sit around the house moping?" "No." "Desmond has joined a line dancing class." "He's joined the Sherlock Holmes Society, he's very..." "What's this?" "Aah, right, that, yes." "Very observant." "That's... an accident." "It was a 1973 Kosminsky recording, it's unique." "Unique, isn't it, right." "I was thinking we might pop into Our Price when we get back to Portsmouth." "That was my favourite tape." "Which is why it's very tragic." "If that leaves you a little bit short in the music department," "I thought perhaps you might like to borrow some of mine." "Music?" "Yup." "What was that word you used?" "Music." "Don't you ever, ever use that word in conjunction with this sub-primeval brain pulverising shite..." "Never again." "Stop finishing my bloody sentences!" "Yes, I will." "You did give me a note about that, near the Canaries..." "I will tell you exactly what's eating me, Tracy" "Yes, you're very stressed, I can tell." "How dare you think you can speak for me!" "How dare you presume to know how I feel!" "How dare you presume to understand me when that microscopic inpenetrable organism you've got for a brain is overtaxed as it is getting you to breathe and walk upright" "I am not stressed!" "I am a perfectly balanced contented human being!" "Karen, I can't breathe." "Oh my God." "Oh Tracey, I'm so sorry!" "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" "How do you stay so placid?" "How do you never get angry?" "Tracey, better baton down." "Baton down." "The hatch!" "Oh what happened?" "She's gone over." "I think we've lost the keel." "Oh Jesus!" "We've pitchpoled." "I'm going to get the survival suits." "Phone rings." "Oh, now what!" "?" "Yes, I've been to the bottle bank." "Yes, I've taped Animal Hospital." "I mean it's actually worse when she's 10.000 miles away!" "Yes!" "Oh, Bob." "Hello?" "What?" "Listen, it's stopped!" "The pressures created an air pocket." "The water's stopped coming in." "You know what?" "What?" "This is our lucky day!" "Tracey Philips and Karen Sullivan, the two British yachtswomen, are believed to be in serious trouble..." "Yes!" "Oh hello, dad, yes." "No, I'm waiting for the race organisers to ring." "I know your daughter's a battler." "Yes, I know she's got a swimming certificate." "No, there's no need for you to come over to give us any moral support." "I think we've got some of your chilli con carne still in the freezer." "YES We can manage." "I promise I will phone you the moment I get any news." "Oh, God, it's hereditary." "Phone rings." "I said the moment we get any news, Daphne." "When we get out of this..." "If." "No, WHEN we get out of this... do you know what I'm going to do?" "The first thing?" "I'm going to tell Frank all the things I should have said but was too busy doing this to tell him." "Sometimes, I think I take him for granted." "Ooh go on, please." "Just the 10.000 pounds." "It buys a set of spinnakers you see." "Hello!" "We'll put your logo on our sail?" "Oh hello dear." "You're back." "We will wear your t-shirts." "The school rang me during a board meeting." "They've given up trying to get through here." "Well, what about a digi compass?" "So I took Rory to casualty." "They got the Tamagotchi out with tweezers." "What about a flare pack?" "Couple of Chunky knit sweaters?" "Oh you could, couldn't you?" "Go on, go on." "Hello!" "What?" "Oh well thank you very much indeed." "Please remind me not to fly with Turkish Airlines ever again." "So that's 178.500 pounds to go." "We've had a maybe from Live TV, but we've got to go round the home topless." "I'm sorry?" "I don't think we've had the pleasure." "I'm Karen." "Tracey's partner." "We met at the Admiral's Cup." "Sorry!" "Karen, Frank." "Frank, Karen." "Oh, so much for the formalities." "Beam: 4.2." "Main sail 73.7." "EPIRB in mast sat." "Argos beacon." "Carbon fibre hull with Kevlar and e-glass foam sandwich laminate." "She's beautiful isn't she?" "Top of the range." "Light, responsive." "Doddle to handle." "Push her hard, she'll spin out at a high reach." "Below deck, she's tight, but comfortable." "So exciting!" "Ample storage, double sprung, flicks up at the touch of a finger." "Karen!" "Frank!" "You should see her boat pod." "Coming." "Tracey!" "You said you were getting the papers and croissants, it's half past two!" "Mrs Philips." "What do you think?" "The market is a bit depressed what with interest rates and El Nino." "Spit it out." "No, no, no, don't, don't, it's too exciting!" "Alright, alright, go on." "No don't, don't, don't, don't, don't!" "Just a minute." "I'm ready now." "Go on." "Um, 145.000 pounds." "Ish." "Ish." "We actually paid 165.000 pounds." "Well re-mortgage value is always slightly..." "Who's this?" "Trading down is another option." "We've got a nice two bedroom flat overlooking the Bracknell Road, if you like Quazar and you're not too hung up on railway noise." "What's this about re-mortgage?" "Relax Frank, it's just to tide us over until the main sponsor com es through." "Odour eaters." "And now we need lip solves." "Oh what took you so long?" "I was getting looks you know." "There you go." "Seventy of each." "Light, medium and heavy." "While I'm away can you keep checking Rory for nits." "And can you get him bumped up to wise man in nativity because he's been on sheep for the last two years." "And can you tape it for me and make sure you put it on the same tape as sports day." "Right." "Oh, Frank." "I will miss you, you know." "I'm sorry things have been so hectic recently." "But I promise you, when I get back, we'll..." "SUN BLOCK!" "We need to get sun block." "Get 20 factor 15 10 factor 25 and 20 factor 20." "Swarfega..." "Noise of plane." "Oh, my God, it's a plane." "Karen, Karen, it's a plane." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Hello!" "Silence." "Frank!" "Okay, no that's great." "Thanks a lot." "Bye bye." "We've had a maybe from Live TV but we've got to go round the home topless." "I'm sorry." "I don't think we've had the pleasure." "I'm Karen." "Tracey's partner." "We met at the Admiral's Cup." "Sorry!" "Karen, Frank." "Frank, Karen." "Oh, so much for the formalities." "Whats that?" "Someone's birthday?" "Yes." "Mine." "It's not today, is it?" "Oh, no." "Last Monday." "Hello, Tracey Philips here." "Yes I called earlier..." "So, buy your own presents then?" "Yes, you get used to it." "Mahler's 9th." "Aah!" "How did I know?" "Oh, Karajan." "Ace." "Do you know it?" "Oh, it's the best since Karl Boehm." "You heard his Death In Transfiguration?" "So you're a late romantic too?" "Well, look, what about a bilge pump then?" "Beam: 4.2." "Main sail 73.7." "EPIRB in mast sat, Argos beacon." "Carbon fibre hull, with Kevlar and e-glass foam..." "She's beautiful isn't she?" "Yes she is." "Push her hard, she'll spin out at a high reach." "So exciting." "You okay on boats, Frank?" "Yeah fine." "Hey!" "Normally this choppy is it?" "Karen!" "Frank!" "You should see her boat pod." "Coming." "How will you do it?" "How will you put up with her for six months?" "Well we make quite a good team actually." "She does the maintenance, sail drill, cleaning, cooking, and I do the sunset admiring." "Your problem is you let her get to you." "With anyone else, this'd be crazy, suicidal." "But with Tracey..." "Tracey!" "Tracey!" "You said you were getting the papers and croissants, it's half past two!" "Mrs Philips." "Who's that?" "Well the market is quite depressed at the moment..." "Come on." "Oh I think we're pushing our luck Frank." "Cool it for a while." "What's this?" "We've got a nice two bedroom flat overlooking the Bracknell Road, if you like Quazar and you're not too hung up on railway noise." "What's this about re-mortgage?" "Sun block!" "We need to get sun block." "Get 20 factor 15, 10 factor 25, and 20 factor 20." "Swarfega..." "Six months." "I don't think I can bear it." "I know." "Maybe well feel differently about this when you get back?" "Who knows?" "Maybe it's better if we call a halt?" "It was brilliant." "Treasure the memories and all that." "Yeah..." "But then again we could just pick up from where we left off Frank." "Sounds good to me." "You'd better be going." "Yeah." "Oh we've time for one more." "Oh, Frank." "Karen." "Oh Frank!" "Oh Frank, yes, yes." "Oh, Frank!" "What?" "You shouted out Frank." "Did I?" "Yes." "About five or six times." "That's funny." "What's that?" "It's a boat!" "Oh, my God." "Hello!" "Hello!" "Whistle." "Hello!" "Hello!" "We're going to have to swim for it." "What?" "Down and under the hatch." "It's the only way." "Ready?" "Yup." "British yachtswoman Tracey Philips is alive and well after her ordeal in sub-zero temperatures inside the upturned hull of her vessel The Spirit Of Wokingham." "Shortly after 7am today a rescue launch from HMS Auckland found Tracey clinging to the side of her boat..." "Mummy!" "Tracey's miraculous survival, however, is tinged with sadness at the loss of her partner, Karen Sullivan who according to Tracey, was swept overboard by the storm that capsized their yacht 3 days ago."