Selwyn Froggitt. A nicer man you couldn't wish to meet. But to call him a feckless, dim-witted disaster magnet would be too kind! Earning his wage in the council's Public Works department by day (but unable to dig a hole without filling it back in around himself at the same time), a practical joke by other members of the Scarsdale Working Men's Club And Institute sees him not only elected to the club's governing board, but also appointed Concert Secretary.