Ian Garrick the tall well muscled ex rugby player had served his time with his father whose business had now been handed over to him. He was singing away to some song in Welch because he was a baritone in the local choir.
“Good morning said Gordon as the big man looked across then spotted Tracey who he had gone to school with.’
“Hello Stranger said Ian it’s been a while, how are you?’
I’m fine Ian; you are looking and sounding well too.’
I’ve lost a few pounds since you saw me last; my missus has put me on a diet you know.’
“Good for her; you look much slimmer.’
“Nearly back to my old self; I might even get out to play for my old team later this year.’
This is my boyfriend Ian he’s called Gordon Hart.’
Ian shook his hand after washing them under the sink and then drying them off on a towel that was hanging up.’
The huge fist swallowed up his hand as he took hold of it in a firm but friendly grip.
“I see you are from Newcastle then, I spotted the Geordie accent.
I played against a man called Colin White from Gosforth I think he said he was from.’
Yes,’ he comes into the University where I lecture to give coaching sessions to the students.’
“Nice boy is Colin; we used to go for a good drink after the game and boy could he drink. He would sup about six bottles of Brown Ale in less than an hour. Brown Ale is very strong as you will know.’
“I was blotto by the time we got to meet the rest of the team and it was only ten o’clock.’
“Some boy I tell you.’ anyway what can I get for you?’
“I would like some gammon pieces, about three pounds of lap and some bacon bones.’
“Someone is making Cawl I think.’
“Yes, this is a Geordie version, do you sell pulses?’ I will need a pound of suet too.’
“Yes do you want some?’
Yes, have you got any muslin?’
“Yes, how much do you need.;
About three feet I reckon.’
“That will be two pounds twelve and six please.’
Nice to see you again anyway Tracey; are you here for long? Give my best to Dai wont you; let’s hope he brings back that world title. I’ve thrown in some steaks for him. He needs to keep his strength up.’
“Thank you Ian; I’m only here for a couple of days.’
“Nice talking with you said Gordon as he picked up the meat parcel and headed back to the cottage. Gordon stopped at a fishmonger’s and bought a pound of monkfish and tiger prawns.
Once inside he washed his hands and set to work making the soup; Tracey gave him an apron to wear to protect his clothes as he expertly peeled and chopped all the vegetables in a blur.