Lets Nail The Sod

Parky wasted no time at all in making his mind up who was the culprit, he knew most of the lads who got into trouble and thought he had more than a simple hunch it was one of the Jameson brothers.
"C'mon lad step on it" Parky hinted at Toddy. "quicker we get there quicker we get back to the station" he continued.
"Where are we going now" asked Toddy.
"Ramsbottom Row" he replied.
They matched to Bury new Road and waited for the Belcher Beacon to be clear of on coming traffic, as soon as it was clear off they went across the road to Warwick Street.
"Down 'ere it is. not far" Parky barked.
They walked down Warwick Street past all the old Co Op offices and as the reached the bottom they passed the Co OP yard.
"That's where all the 'orses and the milk came from" Parky told Toddy as he pointed down into the yard.
They walked a little further and turned left and at the bottom was indeed Ramsbottom Row. It was a group of old ramshackle houses barely still in one piece, rubbish lay everywhere and looked like it was still in the early 1900's.
"Which one is it?" Toddy asked.
"No 14 sonny" Parky relied. "An' 'ere it is".
This time Parky rapped on the door three times hard. no reply, Parky decided they might be pretending they we're in, after all maybe the they thought he was the rent man. He walked to the left and knocked on the window.
"Alright alright I'm coming !" boomed a mans voice from behind the window.
The door opened quickly and hit the inside of the wall quite hard. A man's head loomed out followed by his body, he was aged around 55, dark wavy hair which looked like it hadn't seen water since rationing was abolished, he had a dirty scarf round his neck like a tie and his dirty shirt was mostly hidden by the overalls he was wearing.
"Well what you want, I've only just come off me shift down the colliery" he snapped.
"Are your sons in Mr. Jameson" Parky asked.
"Why who wants to know? Mr. Jameson shouted back. "don't you coppers ever leave us alone".
"Pc Parky and Pc Todd, Prestwich Police" Parky replied knowing full well Mr. Jameson knew who he was, he should do, after all he had arrested him only two nights before for being drunk and disorderly outside the George Pub in Sedgley Park.
"Look i haven't got time for all this, ive just done a 12 hour shift, now what's all this about?" Mr. Jameson asked.
"We just need to talk to your sons. routine enquires" Parky told him.
"Aye an' we all know what they lead to don't we" he snapped.
"WELL are they in or not" Parky demanded.
"Dave, Frank you there !" Mr. Jameson shouted into the behind him.
There was a scuffle and one of the lads appeared round the door.
"Dave this so called copper wants a word with you" he told his son.
"OH yeah what about?2 Dave asked.
"And your name sunny Jim?" Parky asked.
"Dave, Dave Jameson" he replied
"Where were you early this morning about ....." Parky asked
"I was in 'ere all the time, ask me dad if ya don't believe me" Dave replied before Parky could finish.
"Your father says he's only just got home from his shift" Parky added.
" I was 'ere i tell ya, err maybe you want Frank" Dave said quickly panicking.
"Where is Frank?" Parky asked.
"Oh he's err not here he's err gone out, out all day in fact" Dave stuttered.
"Where?" Parky asked.
"errr Radcliffe market, a spot of labouring" Dave said.
"You seem a little on edge" Parky remarked
"Look it wasn't me right" Dave replied quickly
"I haven't told ya what it is we are talking about yet" Parky uttered
"well if you cops are 'ere it's gotta be bad news, it always is" Dave replied quickly.
Parky looked at his clothes but his attention was drawn to the floor, just as Dave tried to close the door a loud clanging noise was heard as if something had fallen over on the inside of the door.
"What's that there noise eh?" Parky demanded
"errr nuffin" Dave responded but he was too slow, Parky saw his chance and pushed the door open only to find lying there, a crowbar. Parky picked it up.
"what's this 'ere then, suppose your going to tell me its a tin opener now aren't ya" Parky said sarcastically.
"I told you to put that away didn't i" Mr. Jameson shouted at Dave.
"Com'on son, down to the station we go" Parky added.
"What for?" Dave asked
"I'm arresting you for criminal damage to a garden shed, and going equipped to steal" Parky informed him.
"You have the right to remain silent but anything you do say maybe taken down and used as evidence, do you understand Dave?" Parky cautioned him.
Dave was well cheezed off by the fact he had got caught by his own laziness. He remained silent not wanting to make matters any worse, after all this wasn't the first time he had been in trouble with the police, he grabbed his coat and went to join Toddy outside.
"I'll come with ya lad, even if you are a soddin fool" Mr. Jameson said.
"NO I'll be alright, tis my own fault dad. Just till gran i cant come and see 'err" Dave told him.
Parky looked well pleased with himself, this would be a feather in his cap when he got back to the station, after all he had just come on duty and got a result, he then turned and marched himself and Toddy back to the station. He was so chuffed with himself he forgot to look where he was going and tripped up and fell into a large muddy puddle, Toddy and Dave laughed out loud much to Parky's disgust but he overcome this not wanting to be seen a fool and after picking himself up, brushed his tunic down with his right hand and simply pointed to the road for them to continue on there way.


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