LIKE MOTHER LIKE SON

The story focuses on three families. The Kinnear's, The Millsap's, and the Owen's. All different. They live very different lifestyles. Albert Kinnear the Librarian, who's parents came from Swindon but live in Pinetree Gardens, his father Jack is an engineer. He is a keen gardener and Pigeon fancier. Albert meets the daughter of Charlie and Elizabeth Millsap. They live on Kenton Road, in a bought property. He also is a pigeon man who has wangled his way into a chairman's job. he is a welder down the docks. No one is good enough for their daughter and they resent the relationship between Laura and Albert. Then there is William Owen(Willick) a roofing builder who lives in Cedarwood Avenue with two son's and a daughter. Alan is a jack the lad; he will sleep with any woman given the chance. Harry the youngest is a joiner and the brains in the family. Evelyn his daughter is twenty five and her father is pushing her to meet a man and get married so he can have grandchildren.

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“He told us to leave their girls alone.’

Tell them all to fuck off.’

Paul walked forward until he was just a few yards away and said: “Sol vete ala miera y vete a casa.’

This seemed to annoy the group and a fight started. It was no contest really as the Spaniards took a beating. Knives were pulled and several of them ran at the seven boxers whose reflexes were honed over several years and they were all knocked out. The next night they had no trouble from anyone they carried on drinking and dancing with the girls. On the Saturday a van pulled up alongside them as they made their way back to the hotel and shots were fired. Dave Ritson was hit in the shoulder and Dave Hindmarsh in the leg. The two men were rushed to hospital.

Norman went crazy when he found out and the lot of them were restricted to the gym grounds. Luckily Dave Hindmarsh’s wound was slight and he was stitched up and sent home. Dave Ritson had to have surgery to remove the bullet from his shoulder which took six hours.’ He discharged himself the next day. Although he was heavily strapped up he was still able to do his job. Dave was heavily sedated with pain killers, he spent two days in bed then showed up at the gym. He was back to his normal self-shouting and balling at the lads, trying to squeeze the last bit of effort from them as they trained. He was unable to hold the pads for them and Norman reverted back to coaching role until Dave recovered.

The next few weeks were crucial as the training intensified.  Most of them were straining at the leash with being kept on the premises and when the night of the fight arrived they were ready. They were like coiled springs waiting to let fury descend upon whoever faced them in the ring. Dave Hindmarsh’s leg had healed; he was left with a two inch scar but no lasting damage. Dave Ritson’s wound to his shoulder was healing nicely too. The Spanish police never arrested anyone even though the lads gave the registration number of the van and a description of the man who had fired the shots.

“Fuckin’ Dago bastards said Dave through gritted teeth.’

“Well boys tonight is payback time; I want you to beat the crap out of these half breeds tonight. “Give them a taste of our kind of punishment; Right?’

“Aye coach they all said as Norman and Dave taped up the hands of each fighter.’

The first bout was due off in a few minutes and the lads wished Frankie Foster luck as he made his way into the bullring. The crowd were jeering him as he stepped onto the ring apron and pushed his head through the middle rope and then stepped into the ring. It was immense compared to what he was used to fighting in but Frankie was on a mission and nothing would stop him in his quest.

His opponent was Samuel Santiago, but it could have been the champion of the world it would have made no difference. Frankie had one thing on his mind; vengeance for his coach. From the first bell Frankie laid into his opponent with murderous intention. Santiago went down holding his ribs after two minutes an eighteen seconds. It was over. Crowd of Brits most of them ex- pats waved the British flag as Frankie’s arm was raised.

Next up was Dominic McGuigan who knocked out Felipe Lucas in two rounds.

Paul King dispatched Emille Tomas in just forty seconds of the first round after he caught Tomas flush on the jaw with a left hook. The Spanish crowd fell silent as Rodrigo Hernandez was put away by Colin Rocky Innes in the sixth.

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