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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David and Cassie Brenton sat on the beach in Albufeira in Portugal. They were spending their first wedding anniversary together. The week had gone surprisingly quickly. Cassie could have stayed a fortnight and it still wouldn’t have been enough. They had relaxed in the sun, swam in the sea and visited the many tapas bars for a glass of Portuguese wine and a snack during the day and ate in the best restaurants at night. They were still very much in love. Walking the cobbled streets to the square. David was partial to a nice steak and he found a superb restaurant called Manzo’s. The meat was so tender it fell off the bone. They had tried places recommended to them by other paying guests like Rossio’s which served a nice seafood platter and Dom Carlos’ who did a nice Mussel and shrimp soup. Tomorrow was their fifth day and David suggested travelling to Lisbon early in the morning. Every night they had made love before going off to sleep. David was still captivated by her Beauty as she walked around the apartment of the Topazio hotel naked. Unashamedly she brought them a night cap and lay on her tummy holding the glass brandy and working her long lean legs back and forth. David looked down at the magnificence that was his wife. She looked like one of those statues that Michael Angelo had carved. Every line, every curve was perfection. David wouldn’t let her pay anything towards the holiday even though she was a wealthy woman in her own right. The settlement from her divorce had seen to that. She now had her full degree and was earning a good salary. She was so contented.

“We should come here every year on our anniversary David.’

“If that is what my lady wants then it shall be done.’

“Would you like to go somewhere else?’

“No, if you are happy coming here then I am happy too.’

“Do you think I’m too old for children David?’

“Certainly not; would you like a family.’

“I’m thinking about you as well as me.’

“Well whatever you decide I am with you one hundred percent. I mean,’ I could still do my job right up until the baby was born.’

“We can hire a nanny to look after it so you can return to work if that is what you want.’

“Yes David, it is what I want.’

“Okay then we better get some practice in.’

Actually we have all week I stopped taking the pill.’

“Well we had better make love again just to be sure.’

“David Brenton you are a randy old goat.’

Hey, less of the old and get yourself over here.’

Cassie rolled onto her back then David began to kiss every inch of her.

 “Will you still love me when I am fat?’

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