Up until then it was pretty much a farming family but Bethia, one of their three children, became a journalist, met this fellow called Ivor Penglase, and as rabbits do, had four children of her own, the youngest and
weirdest of which is called Garth. He met up with this All-American mid-western small-town pageant queen, as you do when you're sitting beside a city road on a hot summer's day, and like sands through an hour glass,
like bees to honey, like a dog in heat, like a fire in..., oh.., where was I? oh yeah.. they spawned four of their own (a TV in the bedroom would fix this I'm sure). Now, what sort of sick, depraved world is it when
someone like Garth Penglase is allowed to raise four poor children? That Cornish smuggler has a lot to answer for when he steps up to the pearly gates and its not just about the cotton he was ferrying around the
So we arrive at today. What's happening in this family now?