A little storyboard in gaudy seasonal colour for NatWest - the tale of dear little old Edna. Poor Edna is caught out in the middle of the Christmas Eve rush, trying to locate a branch of her bank, so she can draw out her pension and buy her weekly crate of whiskey or ketamine or whatever. However, she discovers that all the branches are being sold-off by her greedy bank and getting turned into coffee shops and winebars. You see, if only she'd moved to NatWest, who never do such things , she'd have had her money and be happily muntered by Boxing Day, with a bit of cash left over to pay for a rent-boy for the New Year. Result!
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