Valentine #4 November 1961

Dawn faces a heartfelt dilemma: two very different men—steady Grant, the lawyer, and fiery Mike, the newspaper reporter—have both asked for her hand, and she has just one weekend to choose. With her aunt Jane and Uncle Bill hosting a quiet country retreat, Dawn hopes to find clarity among the trees and fresh air, but the past and her own heart may have other plans.

Maggie Hinch is shaken when her boyfriend Len takes a job in another town, and a friend of Sally’s claims to have seen him with another girl—rumors spreading fast, and everyone seems to think they’re headed for an engagement. Now Maggie must face the quiet ache of doubt, wondering if the promise of loyalty she once trusted is truly still there.

In a quiet moment on a ferry deck, Jill Nesbit confides in Sara about her past with John Curran, a love strained by time and distance. Sara, in turn, shares her own journey—how she left David for London, only to return and discover he’d married someone else. The weight of second chances and what might have been hangs in the air as both women grapple with the echoes of love lost and the fragile hope of reunion.

Peggy’s nervous excitement turns to panic when fog delays the train to her date with John Carlton, the boy everyone’s talking about. A kind stranger on the platform offers to help—his scooter, his promise to fetch her—only for her to arrive at the dance and learn John couldn’t come either. Still, there’s comfort in the moment, and a promise of coffee from his mother. A week later, Peggy prepares for another dance, this time with a different John—her scooter boy.

Muriel Blake has a habit of copying Jan’s every move—right down to the men she dates—leaving Jan desperate when she finally meets someone real in Gary Kennedy. She devises a plan to outsmart Muriel by wearing a bold outfit to work, knowing her rival will copy it for the dance, while she slips away to change into something elegant. But when she’s locked out of her flat and her mum’s gone, panic sets in—just as Gary shows up, unaware of the chaos unfolding.