It's All Mince


Well Ella's still laid up with a broken leg, and GOD Forbid Boaby has to put up with her Mother staying with them.

Boaby was gasping for breath as he carried Ella down the Stairs and placed her in a Wheel Chair.

Christ I'm Fammished! said Ella. I could eat a Horse.

AYE! and yer Mither is probably cookin wan, said Boaby

The Auld crone stuck her toothless head around the Living room door.

Ah! Yer Doon are yea. Right yer Dinner will no be long. I made yer favorite Ella.

Boaby and Ella sat at the table expectantly, As Mither Breezed into the Room carrying Two plates.

There yea Go! She said putting a plate of "Green Gunge" in front of Boaby and Ella.

Boaby's Eyes widened at the unsightly Mess dripping over the edge of the plate.

WHIT! THE HELL IS THAT?

Its Curried Mince and Tatties, I ken Ella likes a wee Curry so I made it fur hur.

But its bright Green, Curry should be a lovely Yellow colour no Bluddy GREEN!

Ah! Weel I ken she likes Processed Peas wie hur Mince so I jist added them as well, It saves oan the Washing up.

The Auld crone heads back into the Kitchen and returns setting down her plate on the Table.

WHIT'S That you've got. asked Boaby

A Wee bittie Sirloin Steak wie fried Onions, I canna go that Foreign Muck you lot eat. She said stuffing a Chunk of steak into her mouth and chewing noisily.

Boaby Pushed the plate of disgusting Mush away from him and Stood up Banging his Knee off the Table leg.

Wham!....... Ooch! yea bugger.

Am goin fur a walk he said Am no Hungry. said Boaby limpin tae the Door.

A very unhappy Boaby shuffled down the Street towards the "PistonBroke"

Oh! Here I furgot aboot that! Said Boaby to himself, Spotting a MacDonalds Burger Place just across the Street.

Champion! Thought Boaby and in he went

Boaby Strode up to the Counter to a Fairhaired Spotty faced Youth.

Giesa Cheese Burger Pal. Said Boaby.

The Youth disappeared for a moment returning with Two plastic Cartons which he placed in front of the wee man.

That's �1.40 Mate. he said.

You a wee bit "Corned Beef" asked Boaby I said WAN Cheeseburger no Two.

Special offer Mate, Buy one get one free.

But A dont want Two, I jist want a Cheeseburger. Said Boaby handing back the Second one.

It's the Rules MATE. Buy one get one free, Special offer So it is!

But I don't want it Said Boaby

Well! Don't bloody Eat it ....But thats what yea get Mate said the Youth.

RIGHT! Lets get this Straight. I buy this Burger said Boaby holding up one of the Cartons and YOU Give me that other one free?

Yup! That right

But I don't have tae Eat it ...Right?

Right Pal now yer getting the hang of it.

AYE So I am. Said Boaby

So! Said Boaby putting the Carton back down, As I only want one, I'll take the free one Thank you very much said Boaby walking out the Door.

The Howls for the Spotty youth didn't bother Boaby as he walked down the Street Munching his FREE Burger.

Well! That wiz no bad. Said Boaby, It'll wash down nicely wie a Pint though.

Now for Years the Door to the Piston Broke had been jamming and needed a good pusk or kick to get it to move. Boaby unaware that the door had been fixed met it at his usual velocity

WHAM! ...... CLUNK! ..... OOYA .... BAZTURD!

The Pub door Flew open at the Speed of a Missile. Boaby was only mildly aware of the poor bloke that had been standing beside it, Being flattened and falling to the floor totally KOed.

Sorry Pal said boaby walking over the Prone Body and up to the Bar.

Gizza Pint Alec am no huving a good day.

The tall figure behind the Bar had his back to Boaby and his hands in the Till.

On hearing Boaby request he turned around to reveal he was wearing Black Leather Gloves and a SKI Mask.

Och Shite! said Boaby. Don't tell me the Bluddy heating no working again Alec?

Eh? Am no Alec screamed the Man. This is an armed hold up so get on the Flair wie the rest of them he screamed.

Boaby looked around the Pub but apart from Himself he didn't see anyone apart from the Unfortunate guy he had hit with the Door.

A Robbery yea say?

Aye my mate has a shotgun so get on the floor.

Here wheres ma mate? he asked

Boaby looked round again and for the First time noticed the Unconcious Man on the floor also had a SKI Mask ...Beside him was a Shotgun.

Wee Boaby pickid up the GUN

Is this whit yer oan aboot? asked Boaby. Holding up the Shotgun

OH CHRIST! JEEZ SUFFERIN CHRIST said the Robber. flinging his arms high in the AIR Don't shoot me Mister ...Its a Fair Cop.

Suddenly Alec the Barman pulled himself off the Floor

Well done Boaby ...Yer a Bluddy Hero Man, Saving the Pub inat.
I Am? said Boaby Still a little confused about what was happening.

Suddenly the Pub Doors Burst open.

POLIS! Drap yer Weapons!

Yup! the highly trained Glasga Swat Team had arrived on the Scene.Act First ask Questions later, their Motto

Three Burley Polis Flung themselves Fearlessly into the Back of the Wee man Standing in the Middle to the PUB brandishing a Shotgun.

Oooofff! The wind flew from Boaby's lungs and as his Body under the combined weight of three policemen fell to the floor the Gun suddenly went off

BANG!......... WHEECH!............ CRASH

Fortunatly as Boaby was falling the Gun was pointed Skyward.

The Spray of Pellets from the cartridge shot up at an angle shattering a large clay Pot on a shelf on the wall, The bottom half of this pot toppled from a great height and landed right of the top of Alec the Barmans head.

The Bazturd is firing at us! screamed one of the Polis, and suddenly the Gun was wrenched from Boabys grasp, and 6 Strathclyde Polis started to put the boot in.

Whak........ Wallop....... thumh

The Heavy Steeltoe caps sunk intae Boaby

Right! Enough fer the Noo. screamed the Inspector. Cuff the Bugger and pit him in the van.

Battered and Bruised Wee Boaby was transported by the arms and legs and dumped in the Back of the Police van with the other two Robbers.

Well Well! Look who's Hear Said one of the Robbers Is it no the Bluddy Vigilante He said s he swiftly kicked Boaby in the Ribs.

Gie the Bazturd wan fur me Tony. Ma Heid is still Birlin fae the wallop he gied me wie thon door.

KICK!........ Aaarg!..... KICK!..... Aaarrrg! Kick!.... Aaaaarrg!

Quiet in the Back ther Shouted one of the Polis Or I'll come round and gie yea a right Kickin.

This is no my day. thought Boaby

On Arriving at the Station the Polis threw Boaby into a Cell.

After around 30 minutes Two Burley Polis came in AND ESCORTED BOABY TO AN INTERVIEW ROOM.

Two dectectives sat at a table, And switching on a taperecorder started to Interview Boaby.

Right then! So your the Bloody Ringleader of the Gang eh!

Whit? No Me! I only went in fur a Pint ....The robbers have nothing tae dae wie me. Said Boaby

Naw! When the officers entered the Establishment, You were waving a Sawn of Shotgun in the Air and fired a shot at them!

Armed Robbery! Resisting Arrest! Discharging a Firearm in a Public Place! Attempted Murder of a Police officer ....Christ ye'll get at least 20 years fur this Pal so yea better come clean.

But I'm innocent said Boaby, Am a man of good Character ask anyone. Ask Alec the Barman he said I wiz a Hero fur stopping the Robbery.

Oh! Aye? Right show in the Bartender

In walks Alec with a Bluddy great Bandage on his Head.

Dae you know this Man? Asked one of the Detectives

AYE! its Wee Boaby he's a Regular

So he wid ken the Layout of the place and be perfect fur setting up the Robbery eh?

Well Aye but I don't think it wid be him. said Alec.

Fur Christsake Alec dinnae mess aboot. Screamed Boaby. Tell them how I knocked one robber oot and got his gun, Yea said I wiz a Hero stopping the Robbery.

Sorry Boaby but I got a hell of a bang on the Napper I can't remember anything like that said Alec.

OK! said one of the Decetives Show in oor next Witness

Whit she daeing here said Boaby as the Mither in law stepped in.

Do you know this Man? asked the Detective

Aye! he's my no good Son in Law ...I alway said he wiz a Bad Yin and end up in the Jail.

And do you live with him asked the Dective.

Well jist noo I do, Because my Daughter is no well, HE Broke hur Leg and Nose a couple of Weeks ago.

Oh! said the Dective. So he's Violent as well then.

Aye! he is, He's a right bad yin.

Did he have a Shotgun when he left the Hoose this Mornin?

Well I didnae see one bit he wiz walking funny.

So he could huv had it doon his Trooser leg then?

Dunno! I widnae go near his Troosers, But I thought he wiz up tae no good. I alway said my Ella could huv done better fur hersel

OK Thanks!

Next!

In comes the Spotty Youth from MacDonalds

Thats him! Thats the Guy ...He stole a Burger from me this Morning ...Yea Bluddy Theif Ya! He said pointing a finger at Boaby.

Ah Shite! this is no lookin very good is it Said Boaby. I want a Lawyer.

Nae Problem, That yer rights said the Detective.

10 minutes later Boaby was introduced to his Legal Aid Lawyer Mr Cameron

Mr Cameron breezed into the Room and laid his Brief case on the Table, I'd like to speak to my Client alone he said.

As the two officers left the Room the Lawyer opened the Brief case and produced a Half Bottle of Whisky, which he opened and took a large swig from.

Mr Cameron wiped his lips Broke Wind and then sat Down.

Right then! I reckon we should turn Queens Evidence, You tell the Fuzz all aboot the Gang and I'll try tae get yea aff with aboot 12 Years ....Wie good behavior ye'll be oot in Eight Years.

Whit dae yea think?

But am Innocent! screammed Boaby

Look at it this way Pal. said Mr Cameron, Taking another Hefty Swig out of the Bottle.

Yea ken't the Pub, Yer already known tae be Violent and jist before the Main crime yea Stole a Burger fae a Boy, Top that up wie the fact yea were caught dead tae rights Huddin the Gun and yea fired a Shot at the Polis ......Yea've nae Chance Pal yer going doon.

Slurp!..... Mr Cameron took another swig from his Bottle.

Here whit aboot Inncoent until proved Guilty asked Boaby

A Load a Bollocks Pal ...That jist in the Movies. Yer heading fur the BarL it jist a Limitation exercise noo tae try tae get yea a lighter sentance than yea Deserve.

But I didnae dae anything Protested Boaby.

Oh GOD Give me Strength! The jails are full of People that didn't do anything ...Its the fact that yea got caught "No Daeing" Anything thats the Problem.

Slurp!... Burp! .. another mouthful of Whisky Dissappeared down his Throat.

Noo dae yersel a favour and jist Plead Guilty said Cameron.

Kin a no plead "Not Proven" Then asked Boaby

Whit? asked Cameron ....Look PAL either way be it Twenty Years or 12 I get ma Money so you please yersel.

Slurp! Cameron swallowed the remainder of his Bottle and Moved unsteadily to his feet.

Ifin yea'll no tak my Legal advice then thers bugger all I kin dae he said swinging from side to side.

Cameron banged on the Door until two polis Appeared.

Yea kin take "Jesse James" Here back tae his Cell. said Cameron

Leaving the Interview room Boaby came face to face with his Sneering Mother in Law

YEA AULD BITCH YEA Screamed Boaby Lunging for her Throat

While trying to strangle the auld Crone Boaby Bumped into the Ample back of Mr Cameron.

He being unsteady enough on his feet anyway, Fell Forward knocking into Alec the Barman, Who fell headlong and clattered into the Police Vending Machine.

QUICK! Shouted the Polis, He's trying tae make a break fur it.

Suddenly four Polis were sitting on top of Boaby, and Punches and Kicks flew everywhere.

Suddenly a wee voice was heard through all the Screams and Shouts

Here! Whit are yea daeing tae Boaby ...The Bluddy mans a Hero

All activity stopped and they all looked at Alec the Barmen standing with a trickly of Blood seeping Down his Face.

I Remember noo! He Said Its all come back tae me.

Boaby came in when the Robbery wiz taking place, He Knocked oot wan Robber and Pinched his GUN and held up the Other till you boys arrived ...The Mans a Hero.

Whit! Cried the Police Inspector Yea Mean he's no the Ringleader?

Naw! He saved me. Cried Alec.

The Inspector glared at Boaby

I ken your type pal. Claimin tae be a criminal tae look like a Hard man in front oh yer pals.

Yea Better get yer ARSE oot oh my Station afore I charge yea wie wasting Police time.

Gie the Bazturd hiz Shoes and get him oot oh here, Before I dae sumthin I'll regret.

Tales from City life by Wee Boaby