Futures by Barker John

Futures by Barker John

Author:Barker, John
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: PM Press
Published: 2014-10-15T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

A right shithole, Malaga airport. Still it hasn’t dented how good I feel. It’s recharged my batteries this holiday and I’ll be the first to admit I needed it. At one time I had Thailand in mind but figured that would be more an adventure than a rest. Sarah’s out like a light next to me but I’m going to have another half bottle of their white wine. It’s on the firm and looking at what you pay for a scheduled flight you’re well entitled to as much value for money as you can handle. Let’s hope it’s done her a bit of good too. I’ve done my best, tried to keep her a bit straight and she’s got a bit of a tan. Normally she’s very pale Sarah is so we had to go a bit easy on the old sun but we got it about right because she’s got a bit of colour without getting burnt. Yes, all in all it’s been well worth it. I’ve been able to think through a few things and there’s a spring back in the step.

Course it took a lot of fixing, I couldn’t just take off. It’s a joke really, all the hassle you’ve got to go through just for a holiday but that’s reality, I had a lot on my plate. Curtis for one thing. Turned out he was due for a spot of leave too but I managed to fit him in before we both left. Funnily enough it was him, Graham, who suggested a walk in the park. Maybe he really does think I’m taping him. Personally I think you can take paranoia too far. After sailing there’s no better exercise than a walk in the sunshine he said. Bollox.

“Limbering up for your holiday Graham?” I said. “Off with the boat is it?”

Turned out that no, he wasn’t. Just this once it was a villa in Spain. I said that was a coincidence which was a bit of a rick. For one thing it’s not his business and for another he didn’t like the sound of it till he worked out he was a couple of hundred miles to the north. Personally speaking I think the Rubber Heels have got about as much bite as Mickey White has these days but in the death I prefer Graham careful, even when it’s treble careful. In fact it’s been one of the things going through my mind while I’ve been away.

Here’s the stewardess, not exactly a stunner but efficient which is what you want when you’re a few thousand feet up in the air. She’s got my half bottle and a fresh glass. It’s those little touches that count so I say thanks and yes, I will fly with her again. Doesn’t cost you does it, raising a smile.

Yes, it’s strange what can set off things in your mind. I was having breakfast on the terrace one morning, you can’t beat it can you, reading the old paper out in the sun with just your shorts on and a decent cup of coffee.



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