The Bells of Scotland Road
“He leapt onto the pavement and immediately looked around for Flash Flanagan. Flash Flanagan was one of those people who were always there. Like birth, death and dirty washing, Flash was one of life’s undeniable inevitabilities. But the old man, his puppets and his tambourine were neither visible nor audible today.
Anthony glanced across the shop fronts, took in the Maypole Dairy, Razor Sharpe’s barber shop, the premises that housed a mender of false teeth who was known as Gob Stopper. He wa...lked along, peered into Daly’s tobacconist’s, Dolly Hanson’s, the pork butcher’s. There was no sign of Flash, his cart or his gaudy marionettes.
Alice Makin, a mountainous woman who worked on Paddy’s Market, was being ‘escorted’ from the Throstle’s Nest by two unfortunate policemen. She had one in a stranglehold under a massive arm, while the second was enduring heavy blows delivered by the man-sized boots she wore.
‘Mr Bell?’ Anthony swivelled, saw Nicky Costigan.MoreLess
Anthony glanced across the shop fronts, took in the Maypole Dairy, Razor Sharpe’s barber shop, the premises that housed a mender of false teeth who was known as Gob Stopper. He wa...lked along, peered into Daly’s tobacconist’s, Dolly Hanson’s, the pork butcher’s. There was no sign of Flash, his cart or his gaudy marionettes.
Alice Makin, a mountainous woman who worked on Paddy’s Market, was being ‘escorted’ from the Throstle’s Nest by two unfortunate policemen. She had one in a stranglehold under a massive arm, while the second was enduring heavy blows delivered by the man-sized boots she wore.
‘Mr Bell?’ Anthony swivelled, saw Nicky Costigan.MoreLess
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