Guns arrive to the VBCW
The arrival of the guns The van turned into the side road alongside the shops and was waved into the high walled yard behind them by a man in shirt, trousers, waistcoat and flat cap who held the gate. As the old vehicle ticked, crunched and squeaked to a stop the gate was closed and bolted. There was decorative barring at around head height but for the most part they were now not visible to the world at large. “Here y'go then Bri, your van back safe and sound and with your delivery included”. “Ah cheers Joe. Good trip?” Brian asked as he went over and opened the back door. “Oh you know how it goes…” “How it goes, yes. How you go though I don't think anyone ever fully… underst… Joe?” he said opening his van and looking into the interior. “Yes mate?” “Now, I don't want to seem like I'm ungrateful to you for going all the way to wherever it was and still getting back before opening time today but where's the kit?” Joe was straightening his hat and reestablishing his ...