[Clootie Dumpling]

Whichever way the raddled, old scuzz bucket chooses to play it now and whether she managed to pull herself back from the brink, I shall always treasure the memory of the stunned looked on her face as she sat at the table with the OT, with that ludicrous leopard-skin Stetson perched on her head, her mouth open and her tongue poking out, sucking desperately on her electronic cigarette!