If Paul was a pigeon his dad would probably wring his neck.

The runt of the litter, the youngest of five, he grasps at life.

Children struggle with different and Paul is unique. He's being raised by his dad on social welfare... It's the 1970s, toys are crap and money is short.

Struggling with the constraints of poverty and desperate to fit in, obeying the rules is not easy. In a bid to gain the right sort of attention laws are broken or replaced by his own set of values.

Scrumping, scampering through sewage tunnels and scrounging are just a few of the things that occupy his existence.

Paul's life is PLAYING OUT.