On a Friday night it was Aunty Mary’s bingo night. Her, crazy dot from next door and Betty from number 34 would trowel on the blue eyeshadow, strap catheter bags full of vodka to their legs under their mini skirts and off they’d trot to Grenshaw bingo hall…..
that’s where they met Wilbur. He had led an interesting life as an international travel agent. Transporting arseholes around the world until one day he met a world renound thief who banished him to a life in Specsavers Newport