A DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY

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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thousand pounds hidden in there all ready for a hasty retreat somewhere if the place here got too hot.

 

 

Barry Davis, Mickey Costello, Brian Napier, Rob Mason, all boarded the plane for Tenerife; all of them were dressed like business men as they walked casually through the airport terminal after handing in their luggage. They came with a case with new suites, shirts, ties, and shoes as well as a couple of pairs of Bermuda shorts, tee shirts, and sandals. They would buy what they needed in Tenerife.

Each of them were carrying over five hundred grand in a briefcase as they travelled first class on board the 747 jet aircraft. They drank the free drinks on offer and were served better food than those in the economy seats. They scanned the newspapers for news of the robbery.’

There was a full page in the Sun newspaper but little details given of how much they had got away with. However in The Times newspaper it stated that there were several millions of pounds that had been stolen.’

Barry hoped that Darren didn’t get wind of this as Darren was like a dog with a bone and it wouldn’t take him long before he was told how much was actually on the van and that he had screwed him out of three million pounds.

The four hour flight took them to South Reina Sofia airport where they picked up their luggage and took a taxi to the Mediterranean palace hotel. Once they had checked in they all took showers and then changed into shorts, tee shirts, and wore their sandals.

They met in the reception and then headed to the local bank to deposit their money. They kept a hundred and fifty pounds in pesetas then went to a bar.’

They found Churchill’s which was an English bar was owned by a cockney called Dave Cox.

The little man with his head shaved had lost a leg in an industrial accident and had used his compensation to buy the bar which came with a three bed roomed apartment.

They introduced themselves to Dave who was a jovial man and was always pleased to get news from England.’

They drank San Miguel which was less than twenty pence a bottle.’

“So Dave, if we were to invest in property out here; who would we talk to?’

“Well there’s new gaffs being built on the island all the time lads there is another guy out here who can help you though he helped me get this place and I’ve been out here ten years now.’

“Any regrets?’

“Yes, I left my kids with er in doors and she won’t come out here to live.’

“I only get to see my kids at Christmas nowadays.’

“Such as life eh?’

Yer you’re fuckin’ right there. Have you got anyone back home?’

“No; we are all free agents here; we don’t want the hassle of women do we lads, I mean we like women but don’t want to live with them if you get my drift.’

Yeah I see; you will get sick of humping the tourists here after a year or two believe me. Don’t get me wrong I’ve had my fair share but there comes a point when you say that you want that bit more if you know what I mean.’

“Would you ever sell up and go back with your wife then Dave?’

“Are you fuckin’ kiddin me; I would be bankrupt if I did.’ No we got divorced about five years back and because the pub is my livelihood they couldn’t make me sell it to 

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