This week’s episode takes place in a tunnel. A dark tunnel. A tunnel filled with the profanities of Stepney Green’s unwanted stepchildren. The bastard sons of staccato speakers – you know the sort – goose fat waddlers, snout seekers, light smashers. Bloody good men.

But what’s that in the distance? Those words stepping through the wind? Who is that parading their naked arse downtown, waving the red white and blue? That sticky liquid? Is it blood?