A discarded magazine left to rot in a pile of dead leaves is blown open by the icy winter wind to reveal its content. As the pages are turned over, the stories of The Lad and The Tramp, Jack and his Beanpole, The Vagabond and The Two Sleepy Miners and many more jump with unrepressed desires, celebrates the brutal joy of make sex.

Being a pornographer is not always easy when your carefully chosen house boy keeps on distracting you with his oversized manhood. There I am, Jean-Marc Prouveur, sitting on my couch in my lovely home in France reading postcards from my favourite porn stars and trying to imagine through their lurid tales the sexual cavorting they get up to from as far as Spain, Poland, England and other exotic places while this pest of a house boy, Damian, plonks himself in front of me and begins to beat his humongous tool rather than tend to the garden.

Suits, combats, decorators outfits...the uniform has always been a fetish for gay men and now this secual tool of the business man, squaddie and painter has been given the Liquid London treatment by it's renowned director Jean-Marc Prouveur.