Rose West was in her cell awaiting trial and was pretty much down in the dumps.

The prison guard, feeling a bit sorry for her, told her that he and his mates were having a bit of a party upstairs and that she could join them for a while and have a few drinks. He said that there was Gin, Whiskey, Vodka, or anyhing she wanted.

She said that she did not drink spirits.

The guard then said that there was also cans of Harp, Smithwicks, or Guinness if she was interested.

She then said: Oh Im not so keen on those, but I could murder a few Tennents!