‘Ere mister, can I ‘av yer ortygtaff?
We do live in interesting times. Inconspicuously meeting in a McDonald’s car park to be handed a package containing a Webley .38 revolver. I was driving an ex-training rapid response ambulance, the person handing me the gun was in a car advertising a gangster film. Who were those masked men? So the obvious move, in […]
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