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Richards. Ronnie had been engaged to Maureen for donkey’s years but they were one of those couples who probably wouldn’t get married and leave home until both sets of parents were dead. To Ronnie’s left was Len, the one that Ian had made into his foreman. Ian liked Len. They were the same age although that’s where the similarity ended. Len had five kids and his oldest, Kylie, who was seventeen, was about to make him a grandfather.
         ‘ What has she ever done anyway?’ Colin wanted to know. He was looking at the front page of the Daily Star which was running an ‘exclusive’ on the breakup of some Z-list celebrity’s marriage to a former Irish boy band member. ‘ This bird here? Can anybody tell me? I mean, I know she won I’m a celebrity get me out of here and that but … what else has she ever done? Found the cure for cancer or what?’
         ‘ She used to be in Atomic Kitten’ said Ronnie.
         ‘ Ah that explains it then!’ chuckled Colin ‘ They should’ve all been nuked’.
         ‘ Just another pointless celebrity who’ll do anything to get in the papers as long as it doesn’t have to do with showing any real talent’ said Ian.
         ‘ What’s talent got to do with anything these days?’ said Len ‘ She’s just a mouthy bird, that’s all. She wants you to think she knows it all but she knows shit. It’s all just for attention. Yawn fucking yawn’.
         ‘ Too right’ agreed Colin. ‘ Mouthy birds are just that, all mouth and no imagination, completely useless in the sack. I think her husband’s had a lucky escape there. He should go and find himself a proper woman who’s got something between her ears other than his prick in her gob’.
         ‘ Like you, you mean Colin?’ teased Ian with a wink to the others. ‘ How many proper women have you had this week?’
         ‘ Yeah’ said Ronnie ‘ Did you have sex with them or play university fucking challenge?’
         Colin raised his middle finger to them all ‘ Fuck off losers’.
         After they’d got back to work, Ian went into the site office to make some calls. Some more orders were coming in and later he’d have to drive out to Bolton to meet with some developers who wanted his firm to do a major new build for them. He’d just got off the phone from another set of developers when Kevin came in. Kevin hadn’t joined the rest of them at lunchtime. He’d said he’d had some errands to run.
         ‘ Hey, buddy’ said Ian. ‘ What ya up to?’
         ‘ I’m not up to anything’.
         Ian noted the defensiveness in Kevin’s response. ‘ Who rattled your cage?’
         ‘ Nobody’ said Kevin ‘ Nobody at all. Don’t know what you’re on about’.
         Okay, thought Ian. He didn’t want to talk about whatever it was. Fair enough.
         ‘ So what can I do for you?’
         ‘ I need to get some stuff at cost and store it at the yard’.
         Ian had always let the lads order D.I.Y materials for their houses using his wholesale account and store them in his builder’s yard just off Chapel Street until they were ready for them. Kevin wanted to order some piping. He said he planned to gutter the whole house but Ian had been to Kevin and Sandra’s house in Burnage only a couple of weeks ago and the guttering had all looked fine.
         ‘ You know how she’s always got to have me doing something’ said Kevin, in response to Ian’s quizzical look ‘ This is it this week. Next week it’ll be something else’.
         ‘ It’ll take more than a week.  Do you want me to give you a hand?’
         ‘ No, you’re okay’ said Kevin ‘ My brother’s gonna come over’.
         ‘ Ah, right. Well there’s no need to pay me until the end of the month’.
         ‘ Oh I’ll pay you when it comes in. Cash’.
         ‘ Cash?’ Ian questioned. Kevin didn’t normally pay until he absolutely had to and he