A council estate dwelling single mother with four children, when asked out on a date by an old friend for which she is unable to find a babysitter, contrives to take them with her, leaving them outside of the pub with a glass of pop and a couple of bags of crisps, determined to keep their existence from her potential suitor, in Arnold’s stomach-churning examination of abject poverty and parental negligence. Iain.Stott
Saturday 20 February 2010
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