It's Harriet's worst nightmare. She wants to make a nice,quiet Mothers' Day lunch for her mum, her dad and her gran but it's all kickingoff. Not in the flat, even though they've forgotten H's birthday. The problem'soutside and it's banging on the windows.
It's the protestors, you see. A load of them broke into thatBiotech lab in Kirkby where they do all sorts of weird experiments on monkeysand rabbits and little goats. It said on the news that some of them had beenbitten by a radioactive Shitsu and they'd gone a bit funny.
Someone said that they eat brains! Someone else said thatthey're headed for Manchester! That doesn't make sensethough, because, you know, they eat brains.Whatever they are up to, it doesn't look good for a nice bit of quiche and aMarksies' salad round at Harriet's.
Get down to the Studio for Rachel Clark's brilliant newcomedy full of scouse survivalists and infectious laughter. People are dying tosee it.
It's just a forgotten birthday. It's not the end of theWorld.
Or is it?