Mr. Lamb:
When I go down the streets, the kids shout 'Lamey Lamb'. But they will come into the garden, into my... they be? Because I'm not afraid of them, that's why not.
Derry:
Did you get your leg blown off in the war?
Mr. Lamb:
Certainly.
Derry:
How will you climb on a ladder and get the crab apples down, then?
Mr. Lamb:
Oh, there's a lot of things I've learned to do and plenty of time for it. Yours. I take it steady. (On the Face of It)