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Dirty Little Mark is an overgrown baby in a soiled hand-me-down nightie. He’s a filthy drag clown running amok with a Cilla Black playlist. He’s a lip-syncer armed with a very inedible banana.
Widnes is his home. It pioneered the production of soap, bleach, and weedkiller. Now pollution is in the soil. And there’s no soap left for Mark.
This is Dirty Little Mark’s Partially-Non-Sentimental Unflushed Toilet of a Semi-Fictional Memoir.
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