Their minds reeling, the Angels left the smelly mosher with his luke warm sausage rolls and teen angst and piled back into the van to make their way to the final destination – Nottingham. In order to confront the evil mastermind behind the whole plot, to stare their destiny in the face, to put their years of training to the test. But first they had to stop at the petrol station to get some of those weird coconutty biscuit cake things that look proper rank but always seem kind of appealing in petrol stations. Its probably something to do with the lights they have in there….
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