The Troubles

"The Troubles " the story is set in Belfast and the North East in 1969.
Seamus Webster and his family flee the riots in Belfast and come to live on Barnstaple Road in North Shields - where he takes up work as a crane driver in Smith's Docks his wife Annie finds a job in the Co-op in Whitley Bay - Seamus is good at DIY and gets lots of work decorating or fitting out new kitchens for people. His father Michael is serving a very long sentence when he is implicated in a
bombing of an army base- his skills as a bomb maker have been passed down to his oldest son and Stephen Mcgill is on the look -out for him as a bombing campaign has begun on mainland Britain. Newcastle has been chosen as the target - can Seamus avoid getting mixed up in this. Read what happens in this tense thriller.


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reading glasses that he could see out of without having to take them off. Then he bought a cagoule. “Are you planning on doing a bit of rambling’ Mr Lord?’

“Aye how did you guess?’

“Well you’ll be needing a pair of good strong boots and woollen socks as well; what size are you?’

“I’m a size nine.’

“Well now I can help you there; I have a pair I bought for my husband Tam but they were a bit small for him you are welcome to them.’ They’ve never been worn other than to try them on.’

“That is so kind of you Ella.’

“The elderly lady disappeared into the back then came back shortly after carrying the boots.’

“There you are, try them on and if they fit you then you can have them.’

Dennis sat down and undid his brown brogues then put his feet in the boots. they felt so snug.

“Perfect fit said Dennis with a smile, are you sure I cannot give you something for them.’

“Och no, they would have been thrown out.’ Tam is pleased they are being put to some good use.’

“Oh they are Ella, they are.’

“Well here are the woollen socks. Now by my reckoning “I make that twenty pounds and ten pence for your cagoule and glasses and the hat.’

Dennis gave her twenty one and told her to keep the change.

The lady placed his brogues, his nylon socks, and cagoule into the bag but left the glasses and hat out.

Just in case you want to be wearing them now said the elderly lady.’

“How thoughtful of you, thank you.’

“You’re welcome, please come again when you pass.’

Walking in the new boots with woollen socks actually gave him a spring in his step as he popped on the deerstalker and the glasses.

He got into the car and roared with laughter as he looked at himself in the mirror. He turned the ignition then pulled away from the café back onto the maim road. It was now quarter past eleven he drove right on the speed limit and reached the caravan sight a ten to twelve.

He parked the car looking around for Ralph Mason’s car. It was not in sight and he wondered if he had parked it outside of the caravan. The navy blue cagoule matched his blue tweed hat and made him less conspicuous in these surroundings. He was able to move around the caravan site unseen. He came to the seventh row of caravans and there it was; He saw Ralph Mason’s car outside of the caravan. The lights were on inside the caravan and he could see clearly as they all sat down chatting away.

He went back to his own car and moved it into a nearby street and sat inside waiting. He could now see anyone either going in or coming out. He kept his lights off as he waited. The dank mist seemed to make the streets have an eerie look about them and he chuckled again to himself as he thought of himself as Sherlock homes with his deerstalker hat, glasses, cagoule, and black Macintosh around his shoulders. He expected the Hound of the Baskervilles to come jumping out at any moment. He did get a fright twenty minutes later when a man passed the car walking his black Scottish terrier.’

He caught his breath and watched as the man walked down towards the caravan site the dog seemed to stop at every lamp post on the way down the street cocking it leg.

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