Maud

Maud wishes she was a vampire, rather than a humble fruit bat. Sucking on a mango just doesn’t have the same romance as a hypnotised virgin. She loves all the vampire movies, from corny vintage Hammer to bittersweet Scandinavian love stories. Every morning, as the blood rushes to her head, she wishes she had a cosy Transylvanian castle to sleep in, rather than a draughty church belfry in Penge.