Paul Malik the handsome Arab, inherited the laundry business from his father who came to live in England in 1948 and started life in Liverpool, He buys his first shop with six old washing machines when he moves to the Arab and Jewish community in Benwell in Newcastle. He notices how the community struggle to wash clothes by hand and sets about opening a laundrette. Des Baldwin, the racial bigot does not like Paul or any other black man or woman for that matter. He works in a garage on waterville road and does fiddle work on the side. There is a knock on his door one evening and a bony faced man in a suit asks if he will repair a friends car. the 1968 Jaguar belongs to Darren Ingles a notorious gangster from the West End of Newcastle. The car has been used in a robbery and has been damaged. Read how Des' gets involved with the mob. The story is set in 1971 and will take you to Manchester, and Tenerife and the Canary islands. This is a story of drug trafficking, Dealing and murder.


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Jenny took a bucket of hot water outside and began to wash the outside windows. The dust from the main roads had made the windows look dirty and Jenny stood on the stool to wash them. The cars tooted as she stretched up to reach the top she used a squeegee to get rid of the excess water and soon the windows and ledges were sparkling again. There was a draw back to this though because now that the windows were clean it was allowing more sunlight in and the laundry shop was like an oven by eleven o’clock. The young lad took out three pairs of jeans from the washer then placed them into the drier. The old women in the shop looked at the young lad who was in a pair of football shorts, socks, and training shoes. He fed the meter with several coins then sat down again reading the Sun newspaper. Joe Frazier the heavyweight champion had beaten Undefeated Muhammad Ali. He put Ali on the canvas for the count of three before holding on until the bell. It had been billed as “The Fight of the Century” the fight was screened live in the early hours of the morning in cinemas all over the British Isles and around the world.

Edward Morton arrived pulling a tartan shopping bag on wheels it was filled with his washing and he came into the laundry and immediately looked for Moira.

When he saw her he smiled and then she saw him and called him over. He went to where she was sitting and he sat down. She had kept a washing machine next to hers.

“Good morning Moira and how are you today?’

“I’m very well Edward; and you?’

“Well sweltering in this weather he removed his coat and placed it over the back of one of the chairs before filling the machine with his whites first.’

The price has gone up to a pound now Edward.’

“Oh I was wondering why my coins wouldn’t fit in the slot.’

Have you got two fifty pence coins on you have you Moira?’

Yes, she said as Moira went into her bag then took out her purse; she unzipped it then went into the change compartment and found the seven sided coins and handed them to Edward who gave her a pound note in return.

“Thank you saved me having to get change next door.’

“Would you like a cup of tea or coffee because they are selling it here now?

A cup of tea would be nice.’

“Give me a moment I will go and get us a cup from Jenny.

“Here is some money then said Edward as he made to get his wallet out but she brushed his hand away and told him that she would get them.’

In a separate compartment on the side of his trolley he took out a plastic bag where he had made two sandwiches with ham and peas pudding and halved a large ploughman’s pie.

When Moira returned with the drinks he kindly offered her a sandwich and half of the pie.

“How romantic is this she said eating lunch together in a laundry.’

I suppose we could have gone to the park; but our washing would not have been done.’

That’s true but there are other days you know Edward; I mean don’t think me too forward if I suggested a day out in the park on a sunny day.’

“Oh no I would never think that of you Moira. He took a drink from the polystyrene cup then set it down again he chewed on his ploughman’s pie then admitted that he’d left the jar of Branston’s pickle on the bench.’

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