This is the story of Mr. Lucky - a misnomer if there ever was one Follow him from him being a spoilt brat, a nascent homo, a fledgling pooflet, on his adventures through school and College, to living in London through the madness and the sadness of the crazy 80s, during which he finds the perfect opportunities to find himself - and discovers he was right all along G.A.Y. FANTABULOSA Disaster follows disaster, japes go wrong, relationships fail (mostly because he's a fool and doesn't know his arse from his elbow), friends die and everything's awful. So he returns home, to Cornwall: new life, new house, new job - but same old heap of trouble. You'd think he'd learn from past mistakes, but..... Skipping through the detritus of broken hearts, a terrible thing happens and his life changes forever and Three Tall Women, each their various ways, get him through. And then, finally, after the most awful thing imaginable, the Man in the Big Red Shoes appears and he finally walks out into the light. Mr. Lucky IS lucky, after all. We do like a happy ending.....