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Title: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 09, 2018, 08:11:27 PM
A short story about mysterious and mischievous happenings in Tregonning in 1961.
This will not be an epic (as the Christmas tale) but will be related in short (dailyish) instalments over a week or so.

Tregonning main street - July 9th 1961
Villagers going about their daily business this morning were unaware of mysterious happenings early in the morning.
Mrs Baggs, a notorious village gossip, had made her way to the telephone box near the entrance ro Tregonning Creamery to make her weekly call, which she always made at 09-15am every Monday, to her sister in St Just.
On opening the door to the telephone kiosk, Mrs Baggs was aghast at what she saw.
Feeling quite faint and nauseous, she staggered across the road to the Creamery Shop where her friend Alice James worked. Mrs Baggs eventually managed to tell Alice what she had witnessed whereupon Alice immediately dialled 999.
After 10 minutes Sergeant Tom Reynolds, of Summertown Police Station arrived along with rookie PC Andrew (Cracker) Jacobs who has only been in the job 2 weeks.
This is the scene at 9-30 with Cracker Jacobs left to guard the telephone box with the words "No one ro go near" ringing in his ears uttered by an irritable Sargeant Reynolds who hurried across the road to interview Mrs Baggs.

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Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Caz on July 09, 2018, 08:17:07 PM
OMG.  When I moved here I vowed to stop watching soaps as they were ruling my life in the UK, everything revolved around watching the latest episode and so far I've managed not to get hooked again. 

NOW I'm assaulted on the forum with a soap and I can't wait to hear what happens next, you are a naughty, naughty man Martyn.   :worried:   :doh:    ::)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 09, 2018, 08:33:59 PM
Excellent. Many thanks, Martin. I hope the moderators won't object. 8-)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 10, 2018, 12:05:22 PM
This is the somewhat congested scene some thirty minutes later
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Sergeant Reynolds, somewhat exasperated, is leaving the creamery shop having interviewed Mrs Baggs. It transpires that when she entered the telephone box the receiver was hanging from it's hook and in its place was a rotting, very smelly haddock with a scrawled note simply saying "This fishes face looks like yours you nosey old bag".
Meanwhile DI Dave Skinner had arrived from Truro CID in his unmarked Ford Anglia but was having trouble getting into the telephone box to see for himself what was there. An implacable Constable Cracker Jacobs was refusing entry to all and sunder simply saying "Sarge Reynolds says no entry to anyone and as far as I'm concerned that means EVERYONE."
PC Jack Thomas has also arrived to direct traffic and Wally Perkins has also appeared, he being chief reporter for the Western Morning News.
All in all a busy scene the like of which hasn't been witnessed in Tregonning for many a year.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: weave on July 10, 2018, 12:22:40 PM
Hi Martin,

Was going to reply yesterday with a joke about finding a pasty with carrots in it but thought better of it.

However, today Haddock. Interesting, intriguing and hopefully sinister although you did say it was just mysterious and mischievous.

Cheers weave  :beers:

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 10, 2018, 12:32:19 PM
Quote from: weave on July 10, 2018, 12:22:40 PM
Hi Martin,

Was going to reply yesterday with a joke about finding a pasty with carrots in it but thought better of it.

However, today Haddock. Interesting, intriguing and hopefully sinister although you did say it was just mysterious and mischievous.

Cheers weave  :beers:
I hadn't thought about a pasty with carrots in. I'm sure that if Mrs Baggs had found that she would have collapsed on the spot!
:D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 10, 2018, 01:54:18 PM
Excellent, Martin. Good to see some of the duplicate policemen I painted in action.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: talisman56 on July 10, 2018, 06:58:04 PM
...and there I was thinking that the poor old dear's sensibilities had been upset by someone using the box in its alternative function... :)

I mean, the 'Railway Inn' is just next door...
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Jerry Howlett on July 10, 2018, 08:32:57 PM
This is a ridiculous post....   Can't wait for the next episode.

Jerry
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Caz on July 10, 2018, 08:35:16 PM
Quote from: Jerry Howlett on July 10, 2018, 08:32:57 PM
This is a ridiculous post....   Can't wait for the next episode.

Jerry

Me too.   :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Jerry Howlett on July 10, 2018, 08:39:23 PM
Quote from: Caz on July 10, 2018, 08:35:16 PM
Quote from: Jerry Howlett on July 10, 2018, 08:32:57 PM
This is a ridiculous post....   Can't wait for the next episode.

Jerry

As you said Caz , us Ex pats have given up on Soaps and then one comes along that you have to watch.. 

Me too.   :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: cornish yorkie on July 10, 2018, 10:47:33 PM
 :hellosign: Many thanks Martin, waiting patiently for the next episode
      regards Derek.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 11, 2018, 03:59:00 PM
[Model Railway Club, allotment then World Cup today so only a very small episode to keep the story going]

DI Skinner eventually managed to get past young Cracker to the phone box but only after mentioning things like Chief Constable and proomotion opportunities.
Skinner opened the door had a look around then reappeared slowly shaking his head and muttering something unintelligible under his breath.
"I've driven here from Truro and missed my breakfast all for a smelly old haddock, you have to be kidding me" he said, calmly. "Where is the silly old bat that reported this as an emegency of the utmost importance?"
"She's still in the Creamery Shop" replied Constable Jacobs.
"Right" said Skinner, "Take me to her. She and I need to have a few words"........
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 11, 2018, 05:09:39 PM
Excellent, Martin. I had a break from my academic tasks and wrote an update to the long-running saga which I'll be posting on Cant Cove, soon. However, I've promised my Slovak friends to watch (most unusual for me) England play, this evening.

Good to 'see' that D.I. Skinner is back.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: joe cassidy on July 11, 2018, 08:21:28 PM
Cornish voodoo?
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Mito on July 11, 2018, 09:04:28 PM
I reckon it's a load of old pasty, complete with carrots. :D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: TrevL on July 12, 2018, 07:44:56 AM
It all sounds a bit fishy to me :)
Looking forward to the series Martin. :thumbsup:
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 12, 2018, 04:55:38 PM
"I'll just pop over and check that Mrs Baggs is still in the Creamery shop with Sargeant Reynolds" said Cracker Jacobs as he ran across the street.
Returning, out of puff and somewhat red in the face he blurted to DI Skinner, "Sarge sends his apologies Sir, he's sent Mrs Baggs home. Her friend gave her a lift. She lives up at the Old Bakery on t'other side of the village, bout a mile away".
"That Sargeant of yours is an incompetent fool" retorted the DI, somewhat irritated. "OK go and fetch me your Sergeant, he can come with me into the pub. It's always the best place to find out a bit of infrmation. Off you go lad and hirry up will you".
Cracker raced off, returning a few minutes later with Sergeant Reynolds. Immediately the DI and Reynolds entered the Railway Arms behind a somewhat unwholesome and doubtful looking fellow who had beaten them to the door.
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Meanwhile Mrs Baggs had arrived back at The Old Bakery with her friend. Relieved to be home, and looking forward to a cup of tea and a few of her favourite Lincoln Cream biscuits she gently unlocked the door.
"Oh what's this laying on the mat?" She said the her friend, Molly Smith. "Old Tom the postman came at 6.45 this morning as usual. In fact he brought the gas bill, worse luck. He didn't bring any other letters. Someone must have slipped this through the letterbox whilst I was out".
Mrs Baggs turned the white envelope over and over, studying it carefully. The only thing written on the outside was her name,Mrs Baggs, written very neatly in capital letters.
"Whatever can it be?" Said Mrs Baggs to her friend.
"Well, the only way to find out is to open it" replied Molly Smith.
Gingerly, and very carefully, Mrs Baggs opened the envelope. Inside was a single sheet of white paper which she read studiously before turning very, very pale...............
The next moment she had fainted. Luckily Molly, being quite a stout, well built lady, managed to catch Mrs Baggs in her arms thus avoiding a nasty fall and possible injury.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: talisman56 on July 12, 2018, 06:35:17 PM
Isn't the usual comment at this stage "the plot thickens"... :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Caz on July 12, 2018, 07:52:15 PM
Quote from: talisman56 on July 12, 2018, 06:35:17 PM
Isn't the usual comment at this stage "the plot thickens"... :)

I thought it was "the thot plickens"   :D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 12, 2018, 07:59:57 PM
Quote from: Caz on July 12, 2018, 07:52:15 PM
Quote from: talisman56 on July 12, 2018, 06:35:17 PM
Isn't the usual comment at this stage "the plot thickens"... :)

I thought it was "the thot plickens"   :D
Ah....now, I thought it was the thick plottens  :D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 13, 2018, 08:03:00 PM
DI Dave Skinner and Sergeant Reynolds walked up to the bar of the Railway Inn and waited until the somewhat shady character who had preceeded them into the bar had been served.
The two officers watched the customer order his pint of Best Bitter before selecting a seat in the corner of the bar.
"Yes officers" said Albert Treleigh who had been landlord of the Railway Inn for some 25 years, " how can I help you?".
"We are just making some enquiries about this morning's little incident at the 'phone box",replied Dave Skinner, "Have you heard about what happened?".
"This is a small village", replied the landlord, "Of course I've heard about what happened. If you ask me that nosey old so and so has had it coming to her. She pokes her nose into everyone's business whether they like it or not".
"Are you saying you know who's behind all this?" Added Sergeant Reynolds.
"I didn't say that" retorted Albert Treleigh, "It's just that people don't generally like the old bag".
With that the customer who was at the bar when the two officers entered finished his drink and with a furtive glance at the two policemen, made his way outside without a word to anyone.
"Who was that fellow?" Asked DI Sinner.
"Oh that's young Tommy Rowe" replied the landlord, "never has much to say. He's a bit backward if you ask me. His Dad is  the local coal merchant. Tommy often comes in for a wuick pint but hardly ever speaks to anyone"
"Where has he gone now?" Enquired Sarge Reynolds.
"Oh, he'll be catching the 12.10 train to Newquay" replied the landlord, "Meets his young lassie over there. More fool her but she sees something in the lunatic"
"Thanks for your help" said the DI, "We may be in touch again".
With that the two officers left the pub and headed over to the railway station.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: cornish yorkie on July 13, 2018, 08:51:10 PM
 :hellosign:  Gosh, whatever was written on the paper? waiting patiently  :angel:
    many thanks Martin
   regards Derek. 
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 13, 2018, 08:52:35 PM
Quote from: cornish yorkie on July 13, 2018, 08:51:10 PM
:hellosign:  Gosh, whatever was written on the paper? waiting patiently  :angel:
    many thanks Martin
   regards Derek.
Thanks Derek, You'll have to wait a bit longer I'm afraid.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: dannyboy on July 13, 2018, 09:01:35 PM
Aw c'mon. If you spent less time playing with your trains and more on writing, we could all get on and read a good story, instead, we are kept waiting on tenterhooks for the next instalment! I appreciate the likes of Peter James only writes one 'Roy Grace' novel a year, but at least we get a full length novel in one go!  ;)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Mito on July 13, 2018, 09:16:29 PM
Is this an investigation within a case? ???
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 13, 2018, 09:17:24 PM
Quote from: Mito on July 13, 2018, 09:16:29 PM
Is this an investigation within a case? ???
Very good Brian.  :D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 15, 2018, 01:31:16 PM
Mrs Baggs quicky came around and soon recovered with a cup of very sweet tea which her friend Molly Smith made for her.
Molly was one of the few people who called Mrs Baggs by her first name of Beryl.
"So Beryl" said Molly, "Are you going to tell me what was in that note which came through the door?"
"Oh it was horrible"' stammered Mrs Baggs, "After the incident in the telephone box, this is awful".
"So can I see it?" Asked Molly as she took the single sheet of paper from Mrs Baggs. She slowly read through the note which was written in very scrawly capital letters...
'KEEP OUT OF OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS. MEDDLE ANYMORE AND YOU'LL REGRET It. YOUR CAT IS IN DANGER IF YOU DON'T KEEP YOUR NOSE OUT OF WHAT DOESN' T COznCERN YOU. yOU HAVE BEEN WARNED'.
"Oh Molly, what shall I do" said Mrs Baggs in a very shaky voice.
"We must tell DI Skinner straight away" replied Molly, "Ring him now".
With that Mrs Baggs picked up the phone.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 15, 2018, 01:38:23 PM
Now it's more serious, D.I. Skinner will have to investigate.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: dannyboy on July 15, 2018, 01:42:25 PM
Not only do we get the story in instalments, the instalments are getting smaller!  :o  :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 15, 2018, 01:46:10 PM
Quote from: dannyboy on July 15, 2018, 01:42:25 PM
Not only do we get the story in instalments, the instalments are getting smaller!  :o  :)
But there may be another one later.....
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: dannyboy on July 15, 2018, 01:48:22 PM
"may be" ........................ you do have a sadistic streak Sir!  ;)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 15, 2018, 04:52:56 PM
DI Skinner had no real reason to be suspicious of Tommy Rowe but suspicious he was. Maybe it was the way Tommy had cast a furtive glance towards the two policemen as he left the Railway Inn.
The Inspector ordered Sergeant Reynolds to follow the young man  even if it meant catching the train to Newquay.
And that is exactly what happened. Tommy boarded the train at Tregonning station whilst the sergeant got into the same single carriage but at the other end.
Meanwhile, Dave Skinner went back to the police station at Truro and got straight on the telephone to a colleague in Newquay.
Newquay police agreed to send a constable, Wally Doyle, to Newquay railway station to meet Sargeant Reynolds.
DI Skinner was keen to find out who Tommy's girlfriend was.
As was hoped, when the train arrived at Newquay, Tommy leapt off into the arms of a rather buxom young lass and the two made their way straight off the platform and headed into town.
Tom Reynolds met up with Wally Doyle and the two of them watched young Tommy Rowe disappear with the young girl.
It soon became apparent that the girl was known to the police in Newquay. Wally Doyle  had been a PC in newquay for 30 years had never risen above the rank of Constable. He loved his job however and he loved Newquay. Nothing much  happened in Newquay that PC Doyle missed. He saw and knew everyone and was well liked by the public.
"She be Daisy Wills" Wally said to Tom "we bin watchin' 'er fer a while now y'know. .She'd b'long to the circus which be in town all Summer. 'Er dad be the tingmaster. She'll be sev'nteen I think. All the lads got eyes fer 'er but she'd seem to be taken by young Tommy Rowe from Tregonnin'. But you de know that dun't 'e. Young Tommy 'e do follow 'er round like a little puppy dog 'e do"
"So why's she known to Newquay nick?" Asked Tom Reynolds.
"She be a bit of a pickpocket we da think" replied Wally Doyle. "She da prey on tourists 'n grockels. Tis usually on'y a bob 'ere or a 'alf crown thur but tis a nuisance. We da think she da use young Tommy Rowe as a decoy. 'E do engage someone in conversation and she, quick ad a flash, 'ave picked thur pockets. We'm tryin' to catch the pair of 'em in the act but they'm a might clever".
"I see" said Sarge Reynolds, "Have their been any complaints to the police?"
"A few" replied PC Doyle, "Las' week we 'ad five or six. 'Cludin' a very detailed one from a real old know it all from down your way . Someone by the name of Baggs. Bit of an ol' nosey parker if you do ask me".
"Really",smirked Sarge Reynolds, "That is very interesting indeed. Very interesting indeed"
With that the two officers set off towards Newquay police station. Tom Reynolds was keen to cast his eye over the written record of the complaint by Mrs Baggs.

Back in Truro, DI Skinner made his way to his office looking forward to a refreshing cup of coffee. On opening his door, the telephone was ringing. He thought about ignoring it but changed his mind.
"Hello Inspector Skinner, this is Mrs  Baggs............"


Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: cornish yorkie on July 15, 2018, 06:31:41 PM
 :hellosign: Many thanks Martin, looking forward to more
        regards Derek.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Caz on July 15, 2018, 07:14:11 PM
Quote from: dannyboy on July 15, 2018, 01:42:25 PM
Not only do we get the story in instalments, the instalments are getting smaller!  :o  :)

What we need is a "podcast"    ::)   :wave:
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 15, 2018, 08:10:55 PM
Quote from: cornish yorkie on July 15, 2018, 06:31:41 PM
:hellosign: Many thanks, Martin, looking forward to more
        regards Derek.

Seconded!
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 16, 2018, 04:35:34 PM
Daisy Wills and Tommy Rowe made straight for the square in Newquay town centre. Tommy wanted to stop for a quick kiss and cuddle at the back of the old warehouse but Daisy was having none of it "Tourists are flocking into town today Tommy with this lovely weather. It's rich pickings for us if we can keep our wits together".
"Alright Daisy" replied Tommy", "Usual procedure is it? I'll ask the time or ask for directions and you see what you can nab".
"That's right" said Daisy, "Just half an hour should get us a few quid. We don't want to overstay our welcome or draw attention to ourselves".
"Ok" Tommy replied, "But Daisy, I'm a bit worried about that Baggs woman we robbed yesterday. She's from my village and I just hope she didn't recognise me"
"Oh don't you be worrying about her" sniggered Daisy, " She won't worry us. After all I only managed two bob from her. And my brother drinks in the Railway Inn in Tregonning. He was in there last night and heard a couple of old blokes saying that she'd moaned to them about being pickpocketed. Apparently she recognised me not you because she was at the circus on Monday. Anyway, my brother, Winston left a note in the phone box and one through her door this morning. That should frighten her off".
"Oh, I heard about that when I was in the pub this morning before catching the train to meet you" retorted Tommy, "Two coppers were in asking the landlord if he knew what was going on"
"Did the police say anything to you?" said Daisy.
"No" replied Tommy. "I decided to drink up quick and get out of there".
"There you are then", laughed Daisy, "We have nothing to worry about. Let's get busy. See that chap in the stripy blazer. Ask him the way to the station. Looks like he has some loose change in his left pocket".

Back in Truro, DI Skinner gulped down his coffee and made his way back to his car in order to return to Tregonning. He had a nagging feeling that Mrs Baggs was going to give him earache.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 17, 2018, 04:45:29 PM
Daisy and Tommy spent a very worthwhile hour in the square in Newquay. There were so many people about that they decided to stay longer than their usual thirty minutes.
The pair amassed a tidy sum of £32. Much more than their usual few pounds but their pot was boosted by two old and well worn ten pound notes that Daisy managed to snaffle from a well dressed gentleman who had the two notes hanging out of his back pocket. It was so easy for Daisy to help herself as Tommy enquired as to the time.
Little did the pair of them know that hiding in the entrance to the rather imposing Post Office building two pairs of eyes were watching their every move.
Tom Reynolds nodded to Wally Doyle, "Looks like we've seen everything we need to see Wally. What say we nab them now?"
"Nah, Tom", replied Wally, "I da wanna see where they two do go next. I got a feelin' in me bones that they may be up to more no good. Let's follow they two fur a bit. See what further mischief they be up to".
Daisy and Tommy set off out of town headed towards the zoo.
The two police officers followed at a discreet distance.

Meanwhile DI Dave Skinner was all set to head back to Tregonning. Before he left he radioed through to young PC Jacobs and arranged to meet him at Tregonning railway station. Despite his original run in with Jacobs at the telephone box, Dave Skinner had been impressed with the youngster's enthusiasm so decided to let him tag along to meet Mrs Baggs.
As DI Skinner drove into the station yard he spotted Cracker Jacobs reading a hand written notice displayed on the station wall.
"What's that you're looking at lad?" , enquired the DI.
"Oh, I'm so sorry sir", replied Cracker, "I was just reading this notice. I didn't see you coming".
Skinner looked at the young PC and smiled which immediately put Cracker at ease. "What does it say?" Asked the older man.
"Oh it's just an advert for the circus at Newquay. An extra show on Saturday it seems. Handwritten it is on bright mauve paper, that's what made it stand out. Saturday is my day off", replied young Jacobs, "I may well go over with my girlfriend".
"Good for you", DI Skinner replied, "Sounds like fun".
With that Cracker got into DI Skinner's car and the two of them set off to find Mrs Baggs' house on the other side of the village.
Back in Newquay, Daisy and Tommy strolled out of town in the direction of the zoo. "Daisy come on, you said we could stop for a kiss n cuddle and that. Look at that old church over there. Must be somewhere quiet round the back" pleaded Tommy.
"Oh that's all you can think about Tommy Rowe, all you can think about", replied Daisy, "There'll be plenty of time for that later if you're lucky. For now, we must hurry over to the zoo. There's important business to be dealt with over there".
"But we'll have to pay to get in there", said Tommy, "That means we'll waste some of our hard earned money".
"Don't you be worrying about that",said Daisy as she pulled Tommy into a shop entrance where she gave him a quick peck on the lips, "That's a taste of what to expect later. Now, let's skip off to the zoo. We're to meet my brother Winston at the entrance".
Fortified by the brief kiss, Tommy ran after Daisy.
Daisy really had very little interest in Tommy Rowe. He was just a convenient helper. Daisy had promised him a half share of the pickings bur she had no intention of ever handing over any of the cash. She and her brother, who also had a profitable little scam running, were desperate to leave the circus. The money would be their means of escape.
Five minutes layer the pair met Winston just outside the zoo entrance where Winston handed Daisy an envelope before sidling off up the hill opposite.
Tom Reynolds and Wally Doyle looked on with growing interest from a discreet distance.
"What's in the envelope?" Tommy asked of Daisy. "Oh, it's posters for the circus. We have an extra show on Saturday and these posters advertise it. My dad who is the ringmaster will give us a penny for each poster we manage to display. Seems to me people who go to the zoo will also go to the circus" Daisy replied.
With that Daisy led Tommy to the side of the zoo where a small gap in the fence allowed free entry. Once in, the pair were busy pasting posters up all over the place.
"See, it's easy money" said Daisy. "I'll hand over your share when we have half an hour to ourselves later",she said to Tommy with a wink.
With that, Tommy felt a large heavy hand on his shoulder. Daisy turned and ran. Unfortunately straight into the burly arms of Sergeant Reynolds.
"We've done nothing", screamed Daisy, "Unless putting up these posters is against the law"
"We'll see about that" replied Sargeant Reynolds. "Now, you two are coming with us down to the police station".
Daisy quietened down but Tommy, scared witless started to weep and blubber as they made their way back to the zoo entrance.
"I've called up a van" said Wally Doyle, "It'll be 'ere drekkly, then we'll 'ave a word with these two vagabonds".

Back in Tregonning, DI Skinner and PC Jacobs walked up to Mrs Baggs' door.
"So, young Cracker, let's see what Mrs what not has to witter about this time" said Skinner as he knocked the door authoritatively.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 17, 2018, 08:12:16 PM
I forgot to add this picture, which fits the story,  to my last post.
(http://www.ngaugeforum.co.uk/SMFN/gallery/67/230-170718200840.jpeg) (http://www.ngaugeforum.co.uk/SMFN/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view&id=67513)
DI Skinner has just arrived at Tregonning station in his white Ford Anglia to collect PC Cracker Jacobs prior to visiting Mrs Baggs.
Cracker is so busy reading the notice about the extra circus date, which has been somewhat crudely pasted to the station wall, that he hardly notices the DI's arrival.
The 45xx simmers having arrived some ten minutes earlier with a train fron Newquay.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Train Waiting on July 17, 2018, 09:02:53 PM
That's a lovely photograph, Martin.  Cornwall in summer.

Thank you.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 20, 2018, 07:37:02 PM
[I've been away for a couple of days so only a short episode this evening till I get back in the swing of the story]

Cracker Jacobs knocked on Mrs Baggs' door which was quickly opened by her friend Molly Smith.
"Hello", said DI Skinner, " How are you and how is Mrs Baggs?"
"Oh I'm ok and she's a little better" replied Molly, " but she's had a nasty shock. Come on in and you can have a word with her".
Cracker and Dave Skinner made their way through the hallway, with its row of Constable prints on the wall to find Mrs Baggs sitting in the parlour. The letter was sotting on the table.
Whilst DI Skinner asked Mrs Baggs a few questions PC Jacobs studied the note which was badly written, largely using capital letters.
Cracker picked it up and studied it again then from further away.
"Sir", he said to the DI, "Can I borrow this for a few minutes. I'd like to check something out"
"Of course" replied Dave Skinner "but be careful with it. It's valuable evidence".
With that Cracker dashed out of the house and ran as fast as he could back towards the railway station........
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 21, 2018, 04:22:09 PM
The story is progressing very well, Martin.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 22, 2018, 04:55:19 PM

In Interview One at Newquay Police Station, Tommy Rowe sat nervously clutching a cup of weak, sweet tea. His knees were trembling and he felt a tight knot forming in his stomach.
"Now then young man. What have you got to say for yourself" asked Sergeant Tom Reynolds.
"I, I've done nothin'", replied Tommy struggling to get his words out, "Nothin' at all. We was just up at the zoo. We ain't got no money so sneaked in wivout payin'. I'm so sorry. We didn't mean no 'arm. I won't do it again thas for sure"
"And you didn't do anything else in the town centre then?.", asked the sergeant in a stern voice, "Is there anything you'd like to tell me about?"
"No nothin' at all", came the reply, "We went straight up to the zoo from the train.Like I said, we ain't got no money so couldn't do nothin' else".
In Interview Room Two. Daisy Wills sat much more confidently. Her eyes staring defiantly at PC Wally Doyle who asked "So Daisy, You be in a spot a bother I'm thinkin'. What 'ave you got to say for yerself?"
"You lot don't scare me", Daisy replied confidently, "You can't prove anything. We didn't do anything wrong. It isn't fair. Just because I'm a circus girl you lot always think I'm up to no good"
"Well, we'll be seein' about that", replied PC Doyle, "I be givin' you a chance to tell yer story. Might do e a bit a good. Now, I'm askin' again. What you bin up to?".
"Nothing" said Daisy, "Nothing at all. And you can't prove I have".
"OK. 'Ave it your way", said Wally, "I got plenty of time and I can tell e you be in a lot of trouble lassie".

Back at Tregonning, PC Cracker Jacobs arrived, somewhat out of puff, back at the railway station still clutching the note that had been sent to Mrs Baggs.
He went round to the side of the station and yes, it was still there. The poster advertising the extra performance at the circus was still there.  Cracker stared at the poster then stared at the note in his hand. His eyes returned to the poster...."Just as I thought", Cracker muttered to himself, "Just as I thought".
With that he tore the poster from the wall of the station and hurried back to Mrs Baggs' house to reveal what he'd suspected to DI Skinner.

Earlier, Winston Wills had strolled from Newquay zoo to the station where he caught the afternoon train to Tregonning. The mixture of coins, passed to him at Newquay Zoo, jangled in his pockets.
Leaving the train at Tregonning station, Winston wandered up to an old disused barn at the abandoned East Hill Farm. He entered the barn, instinctively making his way to the old crate in the corner. He moved the crate and lifted the trap door beneath. A familiar action. Reaching down he lifted the rusty old cash box which was hidden by an old tarpaulin. He dropped the coins in.
"Not much longer" he thought to himself, "Not much longer before I can escape from that lousy circus and my stupid sister thinks she's coming with me. Hah, fat chance of that".
With that Winston replaced the trap door and the old crate before making his way down to the Railway Inn in Tregonning for a well earned pint or two.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: talisman56 on July 23, 2018, 02:04:42 PM
Quote from: port perran on July 20, 2018, 07:37:02 PM
[I've been away for a couple of days so only a short episode this evening till I get back in the swing of the story]


... The letter was sotting on the table.


Is that something that can be cleared up easily? :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 23, 2018, 08:28:11 PM

At Newquay Police Station, Wally Doyle asked Daisy to empty her bag, confident that it would be full of loose change. Wally kept a straight face as the contents of the bag were checked. No coins at all but tucked into the rear of a small red purse were two ten pound notes.
"Where d'ya get they?" Asked PC Doyle.
"None of your business really", replied Daisy, "But if you must know, tis my wages for last month at the circus. Tent much but it'll do"
"Ok. And what would you say if we did know the serial numbers on them there notes?" Replied the policeman.
"I'd say you lot planted them" exclaimed Daisy, quick as a flash.
With that Sergeant Reynolds entered the room, "Daisy Wills, I'm arresting you on a charge of pickpocketing and unlawfully entering the zoo. Your friend, Tommy Rowe has confessed to everything. Oh, and for your information, the chap you stole those two tenners from is a retired Police Sergeant acting out the part of a stranger. Daisy Wills you're not as smart as you think".
"The lousy yellowneck. I'll do fer that whimpy Tommy Rowe. You see if I don't" yelled Daisy.

Back at Mrs Baggs' house Cracker Jacobs asked to see DI Skinner outside. "Sir",he said "It's as I thought. The writing on this note matches the writing on the poster. It was written by the same person. I'm absolutely certain"
DI Skinner scrutinised the two sheets of paper, "Well I'm blowed. Well done young man. Well done indeed".

Meanwhile, in the Railway Arms, Winston, Daisy's brother, sat quietly in the corner nursing his pint. He barely noticed the burly but well dressed man come in and walk up to the bar.




Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Train Waiting on July 23, 2018, 09:49:52 PM
I'm enjoying this!

Thank you.

John
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 24, 2018, 05:17:27 PM

Winston Wills, sat in the corner of the bar of the Railway Inn, Tregonning nursing his pint of Summer Lightning Ale and snacking, idly, from a packet of Smith's Crisps. He was distracted by thoughts of the day's activity. He was desperate to escape from the drudgery of circus life but in order to do that he needed money. His circus pay was meagre so he was supplementing his income by means of a protection racket that was, to date doing very nicely thank you. Today for instance he had collected £75 from three farmers in the Newquay area eager to ensure that their newborn lambs remained safe. Tomorrow he would be visiting two local motor traders. He expected good earnings from them.
In addition, of course, he was in receipt of the earnings from his sister, Daisy, who was an expert pickpocket. Daisy was convinced that both she and Winston would escape the circus together. Winston on the other hand, had different ideas and they didn't include his annoying sister.
Winston gave himself a sly grin , "Not much longer", he thought, "Them I can be on my way to a new life in London".
Winston was blissfully unaware that Daisy was at the mercy of Newquay Police as he finished his first pint and approached the bar for a second.
"Good afternoon" said the well dressed gentleman at the  bar, "Good to meet you. I'm Alan Tregothnan and I've been looking forward to meeting you and having a little chat".
Winston smiled nervously as he paid for his pint.
"Let's sit down", said Mr Tregothnan as he ushered young Winston to his seat, "Now, as I said, I'm looking forward to a little chat". Tregothnan took a sip of his G&T.

"So, Mrs Baggs" said DI Skinner, "Back to this letter. What do you make of it and who could have sent it?"
"Well, the only person that I can think of is a young lassie who stole some money from me a few days ago in Newquay" replied Mrs Baggs "She robbed me bold as brass she did. Took half a crown which I needed for some fresh fish. I was looking forward to a nice bit of plaice. Or....." and Mrs Baggs hesitated, "It could be a young lad that goes in the pub. I don't know his name but I've heard he's up to no good. Not much goes on around here that I don't know about. I've heard he's demanding money from people for no good reason then threatening them. I was telling folk in the pub about him. I generally pop in early in the evening for a sherry or two you know".
"Two likely candidates there Mrs Baggs I think. Wouldn't  you agree PC Jacobs" replied Dave Skinner who was at that moment completely unaware that Daisy had been arrested in Newquay. "Now can you describe the two people in question? PC Jacobs, would you take a note of the details please".

In Newquay, Sargeant Reynolds and PC Wally Doyle had managed to persuade Tommy Rowe to tell them the full story. He had met Daisy Wills two weeks ago whilst on a visit to the circus and had been mesmerised by her shapely body. Sitting in the front row, Tommy had been an easy target for Daisy as she performed her routine. She selected him to become part of her act and he had "fallen in love" instantly. Realising that Tommy would be an easy conquest and would be easily trained to act as her pickpocketing accomplice, Daisy pounced. "Meet me after the performance at the back of the tent" Daisy whispered during the performance, "You won't regret it".
Within days Tommy was acting as Daisy's assistant in Newquay town centre. She had promised him 50% of her earnings but to date he had seen none of it.
Tommy told all to the police and was pleased to be released with nothing more than a flea in his ear and a severe reprimand from Sergeant Reynolds.
With that Tommy caught the first train home vowing never to see Daisy Wills again.

"Now then Wally" said Sarge Reynolds to Wally Doyle,  "Let's turn our attention to that little minx Daisy. She"s going to be a different kettle of fish altogether"
With that Eric Rose from the front desk popped into the room..."Chap out front wants a word" he said, " Claims a young lad name of Winston Wills has been threatening him. Does it mean anything to either of you two?".
Wally looked at Tom Reynolds and they smiled. "Winston Wills eh" said Wally Doyle, "Now that's a coincidence, 'ow very interestin'. We'd best 'ave a word with your chappie in reception".

Eric Rose introduced Brian Trescothick to the two policemen. "So, you know Winston Wills do you?" asked Sargeant Reynolds.
"Not so muck know him" said Trescothick, "More know about him"
"So....tell all then" said Wally Doyle.


Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Mito on July 24, 2018, 08:58:11 PM
There are more twists in this than a mountain pass. Ace :thumbsup:
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 25, 2018, 06:05:42 PM
PC Cracker Jacobs noted down, meticulously, the description of The young lad that Mrs Baggs had heard about demanding protection money from various people.
Armed with that information, DI Skinner and Cracker Jacobs headed back to the car. With that, Dave Skinner's radio crackled into action. After a minute or two he said to the young PC "We're off to Newquay laddie. There's been a very interesting development".
Immediately, the pair of them set off towards Newquay police station.

Meanwhile, in Newquay, Sergeant Tom Reynolds and PC Wally Doyle were eagerly talking to Brian Trescothick who had earlier walked into the front office..
It transpired that Brian was landlord of the Rose and Crown at St Newlyn East. One of his customers, a post master in the same village, had been threatened with a break in if he didn't pay protection money. However, shortly after the lad had been in the post office demanding money, another customer came in and recognised the young lad as Winston Wills. The postmaster was too frightened to go to the police but Brian Trescothick, a staunch upholder of the law, held no such qualms.
He ended his interview with the police by saying "So he's your man You need to arrest Winston Wills as soon as you can".

Back in the Railway Inn in Tregonning, Alan Tregothnan studied Winston Wills intently. He intended to make the young lad sweat a bit before telling him why he had come to meet him.

After Brian Trescothick had left Newquay police station, Wally Doyle and Tom Reynolds turned their attention back to Daisy Wills. "Time for another chat with that young lady", said Tom.

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 27, 2018, 05:24:29 PM

"So, young Daisy" said Tom Reynolds, "what have you got to say? If I were you I'd co-operate right now. We know you've been robbing people by pickpocketing in Newquay and we think that brother of yours is involved. We mean to track him down but in the meantime, we're holding you here in the cells"."You can't do that" replied Daisy, " I ain't done nothing. You planted them tenners on me".
With that Sergeant Reynolds called to PC wally Doyle to take Daisy to the cells saying "We'll see if a night here brings her to her senses".

In the Railway Inn at Tregonning, Alan Tregothnan studied Winston Wills even more intently. "You don't know me",he said, "let me give you a bit of background laddie"
"I don't 'ave to listen to you", sneered Winston, "I'm off, I don't want anythin'to do with you"
As Winston went to get up Alan Treothnan simply stared and said "Sit down lad and listen. Listen to me and take in what you hear"
Winston slowly sat down realising that he had to at least listen to what Tregothnan was about to say.
"East Hill Farm", said Alan Tregothnan slowly.
Winston Wills froze but tried to look uninterested.
"Do you have anything to say?" Said the older man.
Wills shrugged, avoiding the other man's eyes.
"It's mine", continued Tregothnan, "I live at the top of the hill, Ashton House. From there I can keep an eye on the farm. I'm about to restore the whole farm and turn it into holiday lets. I don't much like people snooping around".
With that Alan Trgothnan called out to the landlord. "Another G&T over here if you please. And could you bring over that cardboard box I brought in"
The landlord poured the drink and brought over the box.
"I believe you know Mrs Baggs" said Tregothnan to Wills "A lovely old lady. Perhaps a bit nosey but heart of gold. I've  heard that she's been frightened by two nasty notes that she's received lately. I don't much like people who send nasty notes to old ladies. Do you?"
Winston shifted in his seat, not sure whether to say nothing, to deny anything or run for it.
"Well" said Tregothnan, " i'm sure you will agree with me, sending nasty notes is despicable"
Winston Wills made his decision. He upped and ran for the door only to find it bolted.
"Back here" Alan Tregothnan said calmly, "I asked for the door to be locked. Now sit and listen. I asked you a question. Don't you think sending scary notes to old ladies is apalling?"
"I dunno do I" replied young Wills.
"Well, perhaps you need to think about it" said Tregothnan as he unpacked the box he'd brought in with him.
Wills' eyes widened as the contents were carefully placed on the table.

DI Dave Skinner had noticed that PC Cracker Jacobs had potential, "Well done lad" he said back in the car after leaving Mrs Baggs' house. "That was great work noticing that the letter sent to Mrs Baggs and the notice about the circus were written by the same person"
With that his radio burst into life. It was Sergeant Reynolds filling him in about the information he had received about Winston Wills from Brian Trescothick and about the fact that Daisy Wills was still in the cells.
Turning back to PC Jacobs, Dave Skinner said, "I think the net is closing in lad. Time for a pint I think in the Railway Inn".
The two set off parking their car in the road outside of the pub. "That's strange" said Dave Reynolds, "the lights are on but the door is locked"
The landlord had seen the police arrived, winked to Alan Tregothnan then opened the door.
"Thanks" said the DI, "Two pints of Lightning if you please. I think we deserve a drink".
"OK" said the landlord bending down close to the DI's ear, "You might want to cast an eye over what's happening over there", casting a glance towards Tregothnan and Wills.
The two police officers took their seats in full view of the other two men.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 27, 2018, 05:48:12 PM
Excellent, Martin.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 27, 2018, 05:52:22 PM
So....it's a short story and nearing an end.

Who is going to have a stab at the outcome?
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Train Waiting on July 27, 2018, 06:26:13 PM
Not me, Martin.  But I'll be upset if Mr Tregothnan turns out to be a rum 'un.  I like his style.  Not that I am condoning vigilante action, mind.

Will 'Cracker' marry Daisy and make an honest woman of her?

I hope it is not too short a short story.

Many thanks.

John
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 27, 2018, 07:12:13 PM
After all of the day's excitement and worry, Mrs Baggs sat down with a glass of sherry and a copy of the evening paper.
After a few moments the doorbell rang. Apprehensively, Mrs Baggs opened the door, "Oh, it's you my darling",she beamed as her grand daughter Alice stood before her, "Oh, come in, come in, it's so good to see you, you look so beautiful my love. Do come in and join me in a sherry"
Mrs Baggs was so pleased to see Alice and she hardly drew breath as she recounted the story of her two notes and subsequent encounters with the police. The evening paper lay open on the table and Alice, a trifle bored with her grand mother's tale, started to look at the headlines. One small paragraph headed "Local Meeting in Newquay-Protection Racket" caught her eye.

In the Railway Inn, DI Skinner  and Cracker Jacobs settled down but Skinner suddenly remembered that he'd left  his hat at Mrs Baggs' house. "Take my car Cracker and pop back for my hat would you. I'll keep an eye on these two".

Alan Tregothnan opened the box. He slowly took out a brand new cash box, all the time looking into the eyes of Winston Wills, looking for a glimmer of reaction.

At Newquay police station, Daisy Wills was resigned to a night in the cells. She had a long time ahead of her to consider her predicament.

Cracker rang Mrs Baggs' doorbell. A few seconds later, the door was opened by Alice. Cracker simply stood there, mouth open, eyes agog, not knowing what to say. He had, very simply, never seen such a beautiful girl. His cheeks went bright red, "um, uh, ah, hel, hello" he stammered............
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 29, 2018, 10:25:34 AM

Winston Wills gave little away as Alan Tregothnan placed the cash box on the table.
"Do you recognise this?" he said, "Or at least, one like it"
"Never seen one" replied Winston.
"How about if I give you a big clue" , replied Tregothnan as he produced a bulging brown envelope from his jacket pocket with simply £584 written in large numbers on the outside, "I've recovered an old cash box just like this from my old barn and this is how much was inside".
"Lucky you", replied Winston without giving anything away. Treegothnan continued to state into his eyes looking for the slightest hint of fear or resignation. Nothing came.
Alan Tregothnan changed tack, his mind digesting what he saw, "Do you have any qualifications or skills laddie, or anything you're interested in?", he asked.
Winston, for the first time was taken aback. Tregothnan saw it immediately in his face. "Well, I'm good at woodworking, I make most of the props and scenery for the circus. Other than that, I don't do much other than play cards. I make a bit of money in the back street casino up in Newquay from time to time".
Alan Tregothnan thought back to his youth, growing up in the roughest estate in Penzance. Petty stealing, fighting and above all learning to play poker. Since then he had made his money in property development and owning a club with downstairs gambling tables in Camborne which made him a lot of money.
Tregothnan watched Winston Wills with interest......
"Come with me laddie", he said, " We're going up to Newquay to meet some friends you and I".
They both finished their drinks and set off in Tregothnan's Rover.

Cracker Jacobs, flustered and red faced retrieved DI Skinner's hat. He had, in that brief encounter on the doorstep, fallen head over heels in love.
Returning to the Railway Inn, he found the DI waiting outside. "We're off to Newquay you g Cracker" he said, "to the Town Hall".

Daisy Wills had time to think and ponder in the cell at Newquay Police Station.

Meanwhile at the circus, Tom Wills, the ringmaster was starting the next show. Introducing the performers one by one fonishing with, "And this is Daisy, my pride and joy and my only daughter. She'll be dancing for you all in a few minutes".
With that, Daisy, the ringmaster's daughter, stepped into the ring radiant, beautiful and smiling. Applause rippled around the big top..

In Newquay Town Hall, there was a large gathering assembled waiting for the meeting to commence.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: weave on July 29, 2018, 11:01:15 AM
Ah,

The plotted cream thickens.

Cheers weave  :beers:



Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: cornish yorkie on July 29, 2018, 02:35:09 PM
 :hellosign: Gosh Martin, what a place to stop !!!!!! more needed please
      regards Derek.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: talisman56 on July 29, 2018, 04:53:27 PM
'e's getting to be the master of the cliff-hanger isn't 'e? :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 29, 2018, 07:34:38 PM
Enjoying a well earned evening off, Sergeant Tom Reynolds and his wife invited Wally Doyle to the circus whilst Daisy Wills was thinking things over in the cells.
After the introductions by the ringmaster Tom looked at Wally saying ,"If this is Daisy Wills then who on earth are we holding in the cells back at the nick?".
"Search me ",replied Wally, "but we'd better sort it out in the mornin'. In the meantime, let's enjoy the show".

DI Skinner and PC Cracker Jacobs arrived at Newquay Town Hall in good time. The hall was packed but the pair were not surprised to see Alan Tregothnan along with Brian Trescothick chairing the meeting. Winston Wills was sitting at the back next to a very burly chap, "no doubt to ensure that he doesn't make a dash for it",said DI Skinner to Cracker.

"Ladies and Gentlemen" began Alan Tregothnan, holding a bulky brown envelope in his left hand, "you all know why we are here. I know you all have a story to tell but please listen to what I have to say first.....".

In Newquay police station, Daisy Wills had come to a decision. She had nothing to lose, she would re eal everything to Wally Doyle in the morning.

Back in Tregonning Alice Baggs, Mrs Baggs' grand daughter, was saying goodbye to the older lady. She was still thinking of her encounter with the young PC on the doorstep earlier. She had been quite taken by the nervous young lad and vowed to meet him again.
Mrs Baggs, relieved that the day was over helped herself to another glass of sherry, "I deserve it after a day like today", she said to hersel.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 30, 2018, 07:04:46 PM
His opening speech was just what everyone wanted to hear, "Ladies and Gentleman, we all know why we are gathered here this evening. You have all been subjected to threats unless you pay protection money. Not huge sums but, of course, everything adds up. I have recovered your money. It was stashed on my property. You were all asked on the way in how much you paid out. It virtually reconciles with the amount that I've recovered. I'm happy to reimburse your amounts less ten per cent which I will donate to charity. I'm not prepared to reveal the culprit. I feel having to forgo the funds is punishment in itself. He won't offend again, that I can promise you".
There were cheers and applause, no one objected.
Brian Trescothick led three cheers and everyone was happy.

At the back of the hall, Winston Wills remained pale face and un moved.
DI Skinner said to Cracker Jacobs, "Let's let sleeping dogs lie Cracker. Natural justice has run its course here. I think young Winston Wills has learned his lesson. We'll pop over to Newquay tomorrow to interview Daisy Wills and see what she has to say for herself".
"That seems sound to me" replied Cracker, "It's good to know that sometimes common sense is the best way forward".

Sergeant Reynolds and his wife gave PC Wally Doyle a lift home. "I'll see you in the morning" said Tom Reynolds, "8.30 sharp at Newquay nick. We need to sort out who that girl in the cells is"

Back at the Town Hall, everyone made their way home after collecting their money. Alan Tregothnan, who had retained £58 which he would donate to local charities moved to the back of the room where Winston Wills was waiting.

"Now then young man", said Alan, "I'm taking you to my Club in Camborne. I'll give you twenty five pounds to gamble at Poker. We've been having a lot of trouble with con artists tricking punters out of money playing cards. If you are as good as you say you are, you'll be a big asset to me. The twenty five pounds is for you to prove to me how good you are.
In addition, as you know, I invest in property and I'm looking for someone to work as a carpenter. I'm happy to give you a week's trial. If I'm satisfied I'll take you on at a salary of four thousand pounds per year.  It's a risk on my part but I can see potential in you young Winston. What do you say?"

"I can't say no", said Winston this is too good an opportunity to miss, "I'll start with the poker tonight. I won't let you down".

With that they pulled into the car park behind Tregothnan's club. Once inside, Winston was shown into a back room armed with his 25.00 stake.
He looked around the table at some doubtful looking characters as the first cards were dealt. Once settled though he was confident and soon relaxed, his face giving nothing away.
After three games he was seventy pounds up as the stakes were trebled. Tregothnan, looking on, gave a wry smile as he thought to himself, "This young man is going to be a big asset".

Alice Baggs, now home, vowed to meet the young PC who had been to her grandmother's house. She didn't know his name but would enquire at the police station in the morning.

The girl in the cells at Newquay had decided what she would say in the morning. Relieved, she settled down for a good night's sleep.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 31, 2018, 03:41:14 PM
FINAL INSTALMENT

Will be published at 8-00pm this evening

Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Mito on July 31, 2018, 05:39:07 PM
We have to wait so long? :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Jack on July 31, 2018, 06:12:23 PM
Quote from: port perran on July 31, 2018, 03:41:14 PM
FINAL INSTALMENT

Will be published at 8-00pm this evening



Forum crash at 2000hrs then?   ;D  ;D
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Train Waiting on July 31, 2018, 06:26:21 PM
Quote from: port perran on July 31, 2018, 03:41:14 PM
FINAL INSTALMENT

Will be published at 8-00pm this evening


Mr Portillo on the Bluebell at 1830 (BBC2) and then this at 2000.  Excitement++ this evening.
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: port perran on July 31, 2018, 08:00:10 PM
The Final Instalment

Winston kept his nerve, despite not having the best of luck with the cards he was dealt. Despite some intimidating remarks and underhand tactics he managed to win some nine hundred pounds.
"Well done lad", said Alan Tregothnan, " We are starting to get some rough diamonds in this club and it's doing my reputation no good at all. They need rooting out and you are the man to do it. Here's 50 pounds from your winnings. Keep performing like that and there's more to come. Now, it's time to go,  I'll run you home"
The two returned to Alan's car and headed back to Newquay. Alan dropped Winston at the circus saying, "I'll pick you up at 9-15 sharp in the morning, don't let me down".

Next morning, Wally Doyle was an early arrival at Newquay police station. His first task was to radio DI Skinner with the news that the girl in custody was not Daisy Wills.
DI Skinner decided to go straight over to Newquay picking up Sergeant Reynolds on the way.
"So",commented Skinner, "the girl in the cells isn't the real Daisy Wills then. Who could she be ?"
"Well, Wally Doyle says she's willing to tell all ", replied Tom Reynolds, "So let's get over there to find out what she has to say".

Meanwhile at Tregonning, Alice Baggs walked into the small police house cum station. She rings the bell on the desk. With that Cracker Jacobs comes through the door. He immediately blushes and manages to stammer "Uh, can I Er help you  um young miss?"
"You certainly can", Alice replied confidently, "I knew when you came to my grandmother's house last evening that you took a fancy to me and I knew you were too shy to say anything. So, here I am, I'm going to ask you out".
Cracker didn't know what to say. He went even redder in the face and he could feel sweat forming on his brow as he gazed, open mouthed, at the beautiful young girl standing before him.
"I'll not take no for an answer", continued Alice, "I'll meet you at the station this evening at 5-30. We can catch the early train to Truro. There's  a film on I want to see at the Regal. Don't be late".
With that she marched out of the front door, giving Cracker a little wink as she left.

In Newquay police station, Wally Doyle, Dave Skinner and Tom Reynolds were sitting at a table in the interview room with a rather scruffy young girl, who had spent the night in the cells, opposite them.
"Well now", began DI Skinner, "What have you got to tell us?"

The girl looked at them, she was not pretty by any means but she had a nice smile and attractive eyes. She commenced her story. "I'll start by saying sorry. I never meant to steal money off all them people but once I started, I couln't stop. My name isn't Daisy Wills" she said, "It's Rosie Wills. Daisy's my little sister but she's always been the fav'rite. Pretty, nice figure, popular, clever, you name it she can do it whereas I got all the rotten jobs at the circus. I can't wait to leave and I want some revenge on Daisy. She's got it all an' I ain't got nuthin'."
"So", why turn to stealing?"asked DI Skinner.
"I wanned t'earn enuff money ta run away and I thought, if I could get me sister in trouble as well, by claiming to be 'er, that'd serve 'er right" replied Rosie.
"So you assumed Daisy's identity just to get her in trouble" replied Sergeant Reynolds.
"Thas 'bout the size of it" replied the young girl, "Now tis all gone wrong. I've bin nabbed an' I'll be goin' to prison an' that there Rosie will go on getting' everythin'. Tain't fair".
"And what about your brother?" Asked DI Skinner, "Where does he fit in to all of this?"
"Oh that good fer nuthin'. 'I trusted 'e but 'e's snaffled all me money and left me with none."
"OK Daisy, you wait here.. The three of us are going to have a little chat", said the DI.

The three returned some twenty minutes later and explained to Rosie that her brother had been effectively let off. PC Wally Doyle also explained that he'd had a word with Tommy Rowe, Rosie's unwitting accomplice. Tommy apparently had been really struck on Rosie (though he thought her name was Daisy) and wanted to patch things up. Apparently, Tommy had just been offered a job as an apprentice baker in St Austell and was keen to move into digs over that way. He was prepared to forgive Rosie if she would go with him.
DI Skinner summed things up, "Well Rosie, this is a serious case but, the only actual complaint about pickpocketing we've received is from Mrs Baggs. Nobody else seems bothered and in any case, in most cases it was only pennies that you took. So, we are prepared to let you off with no more than a warning and Sergeant Reynolds here will see to that. What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Oh...thank you" replied Rosie, "Thank you so much,I won't do wrong again. And I'll be off to see Tommy straight away, maybe I can start a new life with him and be happy. I feel bad that I strung 'im along before but 'e were such a softy".
With that the interview broke up with Sergeant Reynolds administering the stern warning in his office. Rosie was free to go home.

Some little time later the three policemen met up in the café down the road. "Well", said Sergeant Reynolds, "That was a lot of time expended on something pretty trivial.  Really I'd call it much ado about not very much". "Maybe", chipped in DI Skinner, " But....some valuable lessons have been learned. And, more importantly, I believe that Alan Tregothnan has got a useful ally in young Winston Wills. Tregothnan thinks we know nothing of the illegal gambling that goes on in his Club. He's wrong of course but in a roundabout way, I think that Winston will sort that out for us"
Wally Doyle added, " and I think we've now got young Winston and Rosie back on the straight and narrow. I'll keep an eye on them but hopefully they'll put all of this behind them"
"I'll drink to that" piped up Sergeant Reynolds, "Cheers" as he raised his coffee mug, "Cakes all round is it?"

That evening, Sergeant Reynolds paid a visit to Mrs Baggs taking her a lovely bunch of roses as a thank you for her help in solving the various petty crimes.. "Are you OK now?" He asked and explained the events of earlier. "Oh no harm done really" replied Mrs Baggs, "I'm just very glad those two youngsters have seen sense. I wish them well".
"Thanks" said the Sergeant as he left, "Enjoy a glass of sherry later Mrs Baggs".

At 4.30 prompt Cracker Jacobs signed off at the police station. He rushed home , had a wash and put on his very smartest clothes. He arrived at the railway station at 5.25 just in time to see a radiant Alice Baggs walking down the lane.

At 6.30, just as Tommy Rowe had finished his tea, there was a knock on the door."Daisy",he cried out, "So good to see you". "Well, it's Rosie actually, long story really.I know I've been rotten to you but can we start again please?" She asked as Tommy took her in his arms and gave her a huge kiss on the cheek. "You bet your life we can", he said.

Next morning, Alan Tregothnan arrived in Newquay to meet Winston Wills who was ready and waiting. "We're off to my old barn" said Alan, "You know it of course" he added grinning. "I want you to install two new windows. All tools and materials are there ready and waiting. Make a good job, as  I know you will and the job is yours".

Very briefly.......six months later....

Alice and  racker are engaged to be married as are Tommy  and Rosie who are now living in St Austell with Tommy doing well at the bakery and Rosie working at the local Co-op store.
Winston Wills is working full time for Alan Tregothnan whilst Alan's club in Camborne is now fully legitimate. Winston's gambling skills having ensured that all of the down and out card players had been shown the door.

As DI Dave Skinner said, " Much ado about not very much" but with a positive outcome.

That's all folks  :bounce:
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Train Waiting on July 31, 2018, 08:22:23 PM
That was a lovely little story, Martin.  Thank you very much indeed.

Here's hoping for another one soon.

Thanks again and best wishes.

John
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Chris in Prague on July 31, 2018, 09:22:30 PM
Quote from: Train Waiting on July 31, 2018, 08:22:23 PM
That was a lovely little story, Martin.  Thank you very much indeed.

Here's hoping for another one soon.

Thanks again and best wishes.

John

Seconded. A Cornish "Dixon of Dock Green". 8-)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: dannyboy on July 31, 2018, 09:38:46 PM
Due to circumstances beyond my control, (i.e work), I have had to wait until now to read the final bit. A lovely story.   :thankyousign:. One thing though- can I have a signed copy of your first novel please?  :)
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: Mito on July 31, 2018, 09:40:24 PM
And thirded. All done without any violence, gratuitous or otherwise. :thumbsup:
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: talisman56 on August 01, 2018, 11:06:20 AM
Nice story. Well played, sir!
Title: Re: Much ado about not very much
Post by: cornish yorkie on August 07, 2018, 10:39:12 PM
 :hellosign: Thank you Martin an excellent story   :thumbsup: :thumbsup: