Event review

Bootleggers' Moonshine Evening

Word on the street was that Mr. Big had called a gathering of the town's bootleggers at his hideout. And so they came; the roughest, toughest, meanest, leanest bunch of prohibition-busting Sons (and Daughters) of Guns the IVC underworld has ever seen. Gangsters, molls, wise guys and good time gals, all ready for some 1920s style action. Armed to the teeth and carrying a selection of rather fine wines, they were looking for trouble - and the buffet table! What happened next made the St. Valentine's Day Massacre look like Sunday School picnic...