Linda Bacardi is a self confessed manaholic from the campest depths of Brighton. Dresser of demure couture for over 10 years – she longs to wrap her tongue around a willing audience with her camp wit and salubrious song.

No gay, straight or bi guy is safe from her clutches or 8 pints of Stella. Even the ladies hide their hair-grips and pool cues. So put the smartphones away and get out your stiff ones.