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Nancy rolled her eyes, picking up Bunky’s snapped-in-half straw and putting it in a bin.

‘A lot of people don’t like those adverts, you know,’ she said, as three real-life grannies doddered past just like Beryl, Irene and Gertrude, except without the special glasses.

‘Boo, naughty drink!’ shouted the first granny, waggling her walking stick at the poster, and the second one shook her fist in the air.