I got my jotters!

It's true - the boss man came up from London to break the news to me gently. "I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go," he said with well rehearsed sadness in his voice. "It's OK, it's not exactly a surprise," I gravely replied.
"But look, we'd really like you to come back later in the year once the programme picks up again."
How dreadful. A whole summer off, just doing what I wanna do, as Eddie did sing with his backing band, the Hot Rods. My gawd I have a spring in my step tonight. I'll be insufferable, so I will. Squeal ! Four weeks to go!

[There's a very big boat on the pontoon.]