She's writing the ultimate Whitby thriller.
"It was a dark and stormy night down at the Answerbank Arms and that was just the snug bar. Outside the cricket pitch was bathed in beautiful sunlight, though play had been disrupted by mysterious packages of a brown substance sent in from Southern Wales, the twenty AB men, along with minty and Queenie, along with umpires sunnyDave and Zacs thinking that it was some Cambrian gelignite of dubious stability.
Inside the Snug bar, Jeza had just trod on Moonie's left toe leaving him hopping and TTFN lifting her arm to seize another pint of Old Fugger's Best to...........