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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Alex got his name on the honours board as the leading scorer for the cup winning team He was also the first university player to score three consecutive hatricks in the BUCKS tournament. His photo holding aloft the trophy was placed on the wall. He was by all accounts a hero and had the interest of Peter Kirkley the Newcastle United scout who tried to get him to come to the ground at St James Park for trials but Alex refused saying that he had only one ambition and that was to be a heart surgeon.

His picture was in the Evening Chronicle after turning down the offer of playing professional football.

Rosanna was so proud of him, she sent the photo of him and the paper cuttings from all the newspapers to her parents.

David and Cassie supported his right to choose his own profession, they helped him find a suitable house. Alex put down a large deposit and he and Rosanna decorated and fixed the place up before moving in together.

“It looks like Alex is going to be settling down soon said Cassie.’

Better get your hat sorted out then we might be going to a wedding soon.

 

 

Alan Owen continued to pay maintenance for his son and as promised Susan Mulholland brought the child along to see his grandparents but Alan wanted no part in his upbringing. He watched as Susan took him to Smiths Park and played with him on the swings and shuggy boat. If it hadn’t been Susan and someone else he would have considered making a go of a relationship but he knew that he could never trust her not to sleep with someone else behind his back. He was no better than her really.  He still had a roving eye and any woman was fair game. He and Vic Armstrong still went to the home games at St James Park every other Saturday and went out on the drink each weekend. The Shop continued to make money as his father and Les McCauley went out to do local jobs. There was enough work to keep them going for two years with factories and houses wanting new slates or bitumen removed and new put down. Alan paid back the money he had borrowed to pay Susan and made sure that he didn’t forget to give her a fiver each week. By Christmas 1984 his son started Nursery. He was tall for his age and was going to be bigger than him when he reached his age thought Alan. Then one day he spotted a man with Susan as he was driving home. Alan recognised him as Billy Boyle he was a bin man who was a renowned heavy drinker and bum who could be aggressive. He kept a close eye on Billy, Susan came out of the house sporting a black eye.

“Hey you Alan shouted across the road to Billy as he was seen coming out of Charlie’s bar.’

“What the hell do you want said Billy Boyle in his usual aggressive style.

“Listen to me you fuckin’ prick, if anything should happen to my son whilst you are livin’ with that slut Susan Mulholland I will make sure you are eating soup through a straw for a few months do I make myself clear.

“I want nothin’ to do wi yor sprog, all he bloody does is whinge on all the sodden time just like hor over there.’

Billy never got the chance to utter another word as Alan head butted him on the bridge of his nose.  A crunching sound could be heard as the bone snapped and blood started pouring from it. Alan then booted him in the balls and Boyle doubled up into a heap on the path way.

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