Alas I can't endorse the generally very positive reviews here. Arthur Askey was never a favourite of mine but he's actually one of the most amusing characters in the film, but he's still outshone by his wife played by Thora Hird, a consummate professional comic actress. William Franklyn is wasted and frankly miscast as a referee who ends up as a lodger in Askey's house. Glenn Melvyn who wrote the original play is Askey's co-worker on the railways but unfortunately he has an intermittent stutter or speech impediment, something I can't abide in any role. The absolute worst was Danny Ross as the dance partner / love interest of Shirley Eaton as Askey's daughter. Ross has a remarkable skill reminiscent of Buster Keaton at bouncing up after a pratfall, but that aside was as funny as stubbing you toe. He was a total dimwit with a voice like a George Formby impersonator but for some unaccountable reason the glamorous Eaton falls for him.
The best thing about the film was Robb Wilton as the magistrate with a weakness for getting distracted. I've heard audio recordings of him but didn't know he had been in any films.
True there's some old footage of matches in Lancashire stadiums and occasional steam locomotives, which seems to have excited some reviewers, goodness knows why.
There were a few sporadic decent laughs at some individual lines but that was about it. Some plot elements just fizzled out and needed trimming or excising completely, so the upshot was a film that was both overlong and frantic, an unenviable combination.
There are scores of better English comedies from the 1950s; this one's mediocre.