Milk, Sulphate and Alby Starvation.

Betsy is 13 so surely that's old enough to be introduced to the world of Alby, martial artsKill Another One, contract killers, Silver Surfer, reggae, squats, violence, drunkenness and general '80's Brixton seediness.

I am certainly enjoying revisiting this old favourite. We nearly called Al, Alby, but stopped short (literally) because my mother never would have forgiven me for naming her only grandson after a speed dealer, however fictional.