WARNING: CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE. We are living in uncertain times, nineteen seventy four, and by the time he had aspired to the ripe old age of twenty, the life of a young Oscar Wilde, no, not that one, was steadily turning into a sequence of unsolicited adventures. You will warm to his gregarious, and Devil may care qualities. He narrates tales of his many daring exploits, and some cunning manoeuvres. He floors his ex P.E. Teacher on his first day at work, and performs a drag act to take his Brother, Charlie, for a tenner However, on route to his girlfriends house one evening, Oscar is brutally mugged He is befriended by a fish 'n' chip loving, one legged ghost, who, unbeknown to Charlie, resides in his house Following a small windfall, Oscar embarks upon a journey across the Irish Sea to the Isle of Man, chaperoned by Charlie and his beloved wife. The journey from their home in Scunthorpe, to the Ferry Port at Heysham, went not without incident This was to be a holiday, come job search for Oscar. For the duration of their stay on the Island, they would be lodging with Charlie's Father in law, Eddy, who makes Chubby Brown sound like Prince Charles, and his long suffering wife, Jean, who protects herself with a wit sharp enough to shave with Oscar soon finds himself a job at a top Hotel, where he innocently, of course, stumbles across a major drug smuggling caper. He soon acknowledges his vocation as a sleuth, and sets about bringing down the nefarious crooks. Will justice prevail? Will Oscar