I am a little surprised by the reviewers of this little gem. It is bright and breezy with a top cast and good set comedy moments. Cecil Parker is at his best as a pompous middle class father facing his bucolic brother-in-law (a magnificent Donald Wolfit) and new technology: the telephone and bicycle. His myriad relations , including a vapid nephew about to marry an American heiress are good dressing for the main plot, but carry out their parts with some vim. However, the pieces between Willie, Father , observed and commentated on by his son (Peter Asher) make this film Wildean Theatre. And which young boy would not like an Uncle like Willie, who sings jaunty songs, tells great stories and takes his side against the 'grown-ups'.! Amid all this wit and jollity look out for the single sad scene on the beach when the boy wished he had some one to play with, a moment which resets the emotions.
I've put this on my keep list if only for the bicycle unpacking scene.