Once upon a time, a long long way away, in a place called Bawtry near the land of Dancaster, I bought The Ginger Stepchild from my mate Bones. The local inhabitants were fond of lights and mirrors and other similar atrocities. Cutdowns and racers were not favoured among the local new-borns. The locals knew of its existence, but they never talked about 'The Ginger Stepchild'.

