Mungo and Ethel live in genteel poverty in the decaying family villa. In one moment of madness out of many in his life, Mungo borrows from loan sharks to fund the dream of a little place in the sun, fortified by warm nights of samba-ing and even warmer tonic wines. Placing their trust in an estate agent - another moment of madness - their home is put on the market at a knock-down price, and new sets of sharks - hunting in pairs and scenting blood (inspired by all those daytime TV programmes) - circle our aged heroes. Meantime the loan sharks demand their money with menaces - or the interest on the interest on the interest. But wait! Mungo has a plan and Ethel has a shotgun. If only it had been the other way about. Today the elderly can be bad-mouthed with impunity. Politicians blame all economic travails on them for living too long. Sadly some of the elderly have taken to believe this. Arise and skelp back!
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