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A Cornish Obsession (The Loveday Mysteries Book 4) (The Loveday Ross Cornish Mysteries)

Rena George

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Description:The Five Stars Inn wasn’t the only pub in Marazion, but it was the one Jago Tilley favoured, not least because he knew his old mate, Harry Tasker, would already be in there propping up the bar. Locking his cottage, he stepped out into the bitter December night and glanced back to the dark vista of Mounts Bay. He could just make out the hazy cluster of lights over at Newlyn. The sight made his old heart contract.In his mind’s eye he was back there chugging out of Newlyn Harbour aboard his fishing boat Maria, and off to join the rest of the fleet at the fishing grounds. He suddenly wondered where his old pilchard drifter was now. For all of his life it had provided him with a good income, as it had his father before him. It deserved respect. He wondered if its new owner cared about it as much as he had.Shaking his head, he tugged up the collar of his frayed, black jacket and shuffled past the two adjacent cottages, scowling at the cheerless black windows. They were holiday homes now, and unoccupied at this time of year. Jago didn’t like things changing. In his day, family homes stayed with the family. He gave a disgruntled frown. Nobody respected the past, not any more. He was still chuntering to himself as he lumbered up the terrace to the main road that ran through the village. Jago’s only neighbour now in the secluded terrace was Priddy. At the thought of her, the old man’s mouth quirked into a smile. What would he do without Priddy? Having her living just through the wall all these years was a comfort, not that he’d tell her that, of course. He reached the end of the terrace and crossed the main road, making his way the hundred yards or so along the narrow pavement to the pub.When he got there, the door swung easily to his touch, and the pub smells – sticky beer, a faint aroma of cooking, and the damp waft of customers’ coats and jackets – assailed his nostrils. They were good smells, comforting smells.‘Evening, Jago.’ The young barman looked up as he came in. ‘And how are you tonight?’Jago couldn’t remember ever having given him permission to address him so familiarly.‘Fine,’ he grunted, spotting Harry in their corner at the far end.The barman was already pulling Jago’s pint before the old man had even clambered on to his stool.Harry gave him a crooked smile. Jago often wondered if his old friend spent the entire day sitting at the bar and cadging drinks off the tourists with his rolling Cornish burr and tales of his exploits at sea. Jago knew that most of them weren’t true, but it didn’t matter. The Emmets, as the locals irreverently referred to the visitors, lapped them up anyway.‘Well, what do ee think, Jago? Will it snow afore the morn?’ Jago lifted his eyes to the high window and squinted out at the dark sky.‘Reckon so,’ he said.‘You’ve just missed your Billy,’ the barman interrupted, sliding Jago’s frothing pint across the bar counter to him.Jago’s bushy white eyebrows came together in a frown as he tossed the coins for his beer on the bar top and growled, ‘He’s not my Billy.’‘I thought you two were cousins?’‘Well, we ain’t.’The barman’s shoulders rose in a ‘not bothered’ shrug. He was only trying to be sociable.‘You got a grouch on you tonight, Jago.’ Harry’s brow wrinkled at his old buddy. ‘What’s the matter with ee?’ Jago waited for the barman to move out of earshot.‘That Billy came by pestering me again, that’s what. Says how he can get good prices for some of my stuff.’ He took a sip of his beer and wiped the froth from his mouth with the back of his hand. ‘He only wants to sell it at that car boot they do over Rosenden way.’Both men fell silent, and then Harry said, ‘Have you got some good stuff over there, then?’‘That’s none of your business Harry Tasker – and it’s none of Billy Travis’s either.’‘Ee is a relation of yours, though, in’t ee?’‘And that’s another thing that’s none of your concern,’ Jago barked.Harry put his hands up as though in self-defence. ‘Okay, don’t be blowing your top. I was only making conversation.’The old man gave a grudging sigh and shook his head. ‘Oh, pay no heed to me, Harry. It’s just that Billy Travis, ee’s got me so twisted up inside…’ He didn’t finish the sentence, turning instead to his companion. ‘It’s only an excuse to rummage through my cottage. Ee thinks I don’t know what ee’s up to.’Harry drained his glass and put it back on the counter. ‘Just as well you can see through ’im then.’‘Aye,’ Jago sighed again, but more satisfied this time as he hailed the barman and ordered refills for both of them.‘And you can pour us both a glass o’ rum while you’re at it,’ he added.The bar had filled up in the three hours that Jago and Harry had been drinking. The regular pub-goers wandered in and out. Several times the two old friends were joined by others, and more drinks were handed round as the inevitable reminiscences were shared.‘You’re pushing the boat out a bit tonight, Jago,’ someone commented,...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with A Cornish Obsession (The Loveday Mysteries Book 4) (The Loveday Ross Cornish Mysteries). 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Description: The Five Stars Inn wasn’t the only pub in Marazion, but it was the one Jago Tilley favoured, not least because he knew his old mate, Harry Tasker, would already be in there propping up the bar. Locking his cottage, he stepped out into the bitter December night and glanced back to the dark vista of Mounts Bay. He could just make out the hazy cluster of lights over at Newlyn. The sight made his old heart contract.In his mind’s eye he was back there chugging out of Newlyn Harbour aboard his fishing boat Maria, and off to join the rest of the fleet at the fishing grounds. He suddenly wondered where his old pilchard drifter was now. For all of his life it had provided him with a good income, as it had his father before him. It deserved respect. He wondered if its new owner cared about it as much as he had.Shaking his head, he tugged up the collar of his frayed, black jacket and shuffled past the two adjacent cottages, scowling at the cheerless black windows. They were holiday homes now, and unoccupied at this time of year. Jago didn’t like things changing. In his day, family homes stayed with the family. He gave a disgruntled frown. Nobody respected the past, not any more. He was still chuntering to himself as he lumbered up the terrace to the main road that ran through the village. Jago’s only neighbour now in the secluded terrace was Priddy. At the thought of her, the old man’s mouth quirked into a smile. What would he do without Priddy? Having her living just through the wall all these years was a comfort, not that he’d tell her that, of course. He reached the end of the terrace and crossed the main road, making his way the hundred yards or so along the narrow pavement to the pub.When he got there, the door swung easily to his touch, and the pub smells – sticky beer, a faint aroma of cooking, and the damp waft of customers’ coats and jackets – assailed his nostrils. They were good smells, comforting smells.‘Evening, Jago.’ The young barman looked up as he came in. ‘And how are you tonight?’Jago couldn’t remember ever having given him permission to address him so familiarly.‘Fine,’ he grunted, spotting Harry in their corner at the far end.The barman was already pulling Jago’s pint before the old man had even clambered on to his stool.Harry gave him a crooked smile. Jago often wondered if his old friend spent the entire day sitting at the bar and cadging drinks off the tourists with his rolling Cornish burr and tales of his exploits at sea. Jago knew that most of them weren’t true, but it didn’t matter. The Emmets, as the locals irreverently referred to the visitors, lapped them up anyway.‘Well, what do ee think, Jago? Will it snow afore the morn?’ Jago lifted his eyes to the high window and squinted out at the dark sky.‘Reckon so,’ he said.‘You’ve just missed your Billy,’ the barman interrupted, sliding Jago’s frothing pint across the bar counter to him.Jago’s bushy white eyebrows came together in a frown as he tossed the coins for his beer on the bar top and growled, ‘He’s not my Billy.’‘I thought you two were cousins?’‘Well, we ain’t.’The barman’s shoulders rose in a ‘not bothered’ shrug. He was only trying to be sociable.‘You got a grouch on you tonight, Jago.’ Harry’s brow wrinkled at his old buddy. ‘What’s the matter with ee?’ Jago waited for the barman to move out of earshot.‘That Billy came by pestering me again, that’s what. Says how he can get good prices for some of my stuff.’ He took a sip of his beer and wiped the froth from his mouth with the back of his hand. ‘He only wants to sell it at that car boot they do over Rosenden way.’Both men fell silent, and then Harry said, ‘Have you got some good stuff over there, then?’‘That’s none of your business Harry Tasker – and it’s none of Billy Travis’s either.’‘Ee is a relation of yours, though, in’t ee?’‘And that’s another thing that’s none of your concern,’ Jago barked.Harry put his hands up as though in self-defence. ‘Okay, don’t be blowing your top. I was only making conversation.’The old man gave a grudging sigh and shook his head. ‘Oh, pay no heed to me, Harry. It’s just that Billy Travis, ee’s got me so twisted up inside…’ He didn’t finish the sentence, turning instead to his companion. ‘It’s only an excuse to rummage through my cottage. Ee thinks I don’t know what ee’s up to.’Harry drained his glass and put it back on the counter. ‘Just as well you can see through ’im then.’‘Aye,’ Jago sighed again, but more satisfied this time as he hailed the barman and ordered refills for both of them.‘And you can pour us both a glass o’ rum while you’re at it,’ he added.The bar had filled up in the three hours that Jago and Harry had been drinking. The regular pub-goers wandered in and out. Several times the two old friends were joined by others, and more drinks were handed round as the inevitable reminiscences were shared.‘You’re pushing the boat out a bit tonight, Jago,’ someone commented,...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with A Cornish Obsession (The Loveday Mysteries Book 4) (The Loveday Ross Cornish Mysteries). 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