Matt Cadd found the heisted handbags and earned himself a hefty bundle from the insurance company. But he didn't make any friends along the docks--the stolen Guccis would have filled a few pockets. So he stood rounds at The Anchor, spreading the wealth.
"Just call me moneybags," he quipped.
Fifty quid for yer pocket, mate, and fifty words for yer story.
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