Albion Brass Band Amateurs (ABBA for short) have got financial problems, and some key players have deserted them, three months before the main Yorkshire contest. The band fish around for money-raising ideas. Enter lanky flugel-playing Irishman Merlin Emrys, and spoilt, classically-trained trumpeter Arthur Pendragon. It's hate (i.e. lust) at first sight.
Or: The cast of Merlin meets Brassed off meets Calendar Girls meets the Full Monty in a glorious Yorkshire homage. With Yorkshire beer! A musical director who calls everyone "Love"! And a purple flugelhorn! There are whippets... a cloth cap... and some ripe language. Ayup!
Contains hints of previous non-con / recovery from non-con.
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