Villagers of Little Hope!
Leader of the militant wing of the Women's Institute of Little Hope.
Can bang out a spotted dick in under an hour.
Vicar of Little Hope.
Distinguished himself at Passchendaele.
Terribly fond of macaroons.
The cleaner with a secret past.
Lives in a small flat above the cinema in the High Street.
A bit theatrical.
Evacuee 'from the south'.
Very advanced sort.
Loves Aristotle and reads hieroglyphs terribly well for one so young.
Commander of HMS Nancy
Rumoured to have gone down in the Bay of Biscay.
Terribly sensible sort.
Tenant of Mrs Hilda Ffinch, currently typing out her memoirs in lieu of rent.
Knows exactly what to do if the invader comes...
Munitions factory worker
Expert at the Collegiate Shag
Fancies local butcher Wilf Trotter rather a lot...
Edna Tebbit, late of Tooting and now resident at The Old Toll House on the Bell End Road.
Hates Woolton Pie.
The vicar's housemaid.
Hates dusting, can't pluck a pigeon.
Fancies the vicar's nephew something rotten...
Reclusive inventor of 'splendid things that are yet to be'.
Has the hots for the village postmistress.
Likes a bit of rough shag.
Spinster sister-in-law of Mrs Lavinia Fox.
Hands like shovels.
Smokes a pipe.
Old school, former Girl Guide, diarist.
Expensive and racey, a bit like a 1932 Bentley 8 litre Roadster...
Sister of Miss Dee Day and fellow tenant of Mrs Hilda Ffinch.
Resourceful and imaginative.
Never short of a couple of pollocks from Grimsby Docks.
Mysterious madam 'from the east'
(Russia, not Grimsby).
Has a notoriously aggressive pussy...
Nephew to the Reverend Aubrey.
Hardy perennial student often to be found fingering 'Fanny By Gaslight' at the local library...
Sorter of all things home and colonial.
Has a cat named Smartypants.
Likes Johnnie Walker.
Enjoys a good swing herself from time to time..
Saturday night warbler in The Cat and Cabbage public house...
Hardy perennial spinster/house guest at Fox Manor.
Bit of a man-eater.
Likes knitting .
Fancies Winston Churchill.