Terry decides it'd be a good idea if he and Hugh start their own insurance company. After a little research at an established firm, the Scott, Lloyd Insurance Co. is born. First they must get the word out and sign up some customers.

Tired of their regular annual holiday in a small Brighton B&B, Terry books he and Hugh a two-week stay in Scotland, intending to go shooting. Unfortunately, he knows nothing about the so-called gentlemen's sport.

Hugh takes a shine to the girl next door, young, beautiful and curvaceous Norma Crispin. Terry is not amused at this apparent mismatch and sets out to find Hugh a more suitable partner, secretly visiting a marriage bureau on his behalf.

A Royal visit is being made to Tooting, and 33 Lobelia Avenue has been chosen to play host to the Royal party for afternoon tea. Hugh and Terry head up west to find formal-wear.

The church committee has to find a way to raise some money. After the unmitigated failure of last year's fete, it's decided to try something different: Terry suggests a pageant of the history of England...

Terry and Mum arrange a belated birthday party for Hugh.

Hugh's keen to get a dog, but Terry strongly objects. Hugh decides to get a canine chum without his landlords' knowledge, but he can't help being overheard talking to the creature!

Browsing The Times, Terry gets the idea to apply for a personal secretary position to an American businessman. Finding himself taking his prospective employer to dinner at the West End's Carlton hotel, money soon becomes a worry.

Mr. Crispin has a nasty surprise for Terry - a new car, making an awful lot of noise and emitting terrible smoke, stationed right outside the Scotts' front window. For Terry there's an obvious response: a car of his own.