When it comes to snobbery, Hyacinth Bucket (which she insists is pronounced ‘bouquet’) is in a class of her own. She's so obsessed with etiquette and breeding, she makes her husband Richard's life a perfect misery.
Desperate to impress the neighbours and elbow her way into the local gentry, every moment of her day is spent going to manic lengths in her quest for perfection. She even puts her empty milk bottles in the dishwasher so that they sparkle on the doorstep!
Daddy has disappeared again. After searching everywhere, he is run to earth in a toy store. Having overspent, he has dressed up as a spacemen and gone on the rampage.
Hyacinth is excited at the prospect of having her new three-piece suite, a replica of the one at Sandrigham House, delivered.
Hyacinth has the perfect idea for an outing for Daddy, but she doesn't expect Daddy to drive off, leaving them stranded.
As usual Hyancinth is trying to impress, this time by inviting the Thorgubys to the church Christmas social.