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Nightcap At Ningi Creek
Nightcap At Ningi Creek
Nightcap At Ningi Creek
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'Nightcap at Ningi Creek' by Ken Blowers, is a delightful collection of eight light-hearted short stories. Perfect in content and length to read when relaxing with your evening nightcap, and guaranteed to leave a smile on your face!

In this first release of an upcoming series, Ken takes the reader on a journey with stories set around South-East Queensland. The Caboolture, and Bribie Island area serves as the perfect backdrop for Ken's character's to come to life.
This volume of short stories has something to offer everyone. Whether you can relate to the life of a Police Officer, Private Investigator, Senior Citizen, Milkman, Station-Master or Boatie, Ken's ability to draw the reader into every day lives of regular people is most unique.

You too can be immediately transported to a time and era that possibly no longer exists, to either reminisce, or choose your own adventure - in any event, your reading needs are more than catered for, with this smorgasbord of saga's.

Whatever your choice, you will not be disappointed as the unexpected unfolds with every word, slowly revealing the conclusion like a mini Agatha Christie mystery.

Once you start reading these stories you'll be hungry for more. Look out for Ken's next exciting volume of short stories coming soon...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKen Blowers
Release dateApr 17, 2014
ISBN9781310656613
Nightcap At Ningi Creek
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Ken Blowers

"I like to get well into my stories from Page 1. They are low in background trivia and high in rich dialogue and action. I have no interest in how my characters are dressed, or how they walk or talk – unless it’s directly related to the way they act. This makes my short stories short and punchy. They are all the better for that.” Ken Blowers.Ken Blowers is a 'Queensland Senior' writer of short stories and one-act plays. He was born in 1934, the youngest of seven children in the small fishing port of Lowestoft, Suffolk, England. His father died in 1939 when he was only 5. As a 6 year old he suffered the trauma of enforced evacuation from a coastal area threatened by enemy invasion. The returning home a year later to face the rigors of heavy enemy bombing. On leaving school at the age of 15 in 1949, Ken became an apprentice coachbuilder - at that time a woodworking trade! He was made redundant on immediately on completion of his apprenticeship at the age of 21. Thereafter he engaged in a variety of employment spheres to support his young wife and two children: fitter, car salesman, electrical salesman, postman, insurance agent, factory manager, shopkeeper, and barman. Disillusioned with his employment prospects and looking for a new start, he applied, through Australia House in London, for enlistment in the Royal Australian Air Force. He signed up on a Wednesday afternoon, flew out on the Thursday, and arrived in Australia on the Saturday (27 November 1965) which, he has been known to say, demonstrates how desperately Australia needed him!Having enlisted as a clerk he quickly taught himself to type so he could move to a higher pay level!. Having no formal education qualifications at all, he enrolled in the Victorian Correspondence School (for kids in the bush!) and after attaining matriculation standard, he eventually become a commissioned officer.In 1985, at the age of 51 and after 20 years Air Force service, he retired (with the rank of Squadron Leader). Ken and his wife Jean lived on a 28 acre property, where he bought and built a steel-framed home, over looking the valley. In 1992 the author and his wife moved from NSW to Queensland to be closer to their two daughters and their three grandchildren.Interestingly, it was their happy experiences together in their local U3A play-reading classes that encouraged him to take up the pen! He has since become a prolific writer of 1,000 daily quotations, 48 short stories, and 40 one-act plays.He now lives in Mitchelton, a north-west suburb of Brisbane, Queensland, Australia.And he recently retired from writing a total of 30,000 postings in Ken’s Corner, in his UK, Suffolk, home town website lowestoftonline.“To write good short stories you don’t have to live to a ripe old age first– but it sure helps. I can’t stop writing short stories. My characters just won’t let me.””___________________________________________

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    Nightcap At Ningi Creek - Ken Blowers

    NIGHTCAP AT NINGI CREEK

    By Ken Blowers

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    First published by Linda Perry at Smashwords 17th April 2014

    This second edition published by Linda Perry at Smashwords January 2015

    Editing by Eagle-Eyes Editing Solutions

    Cover Illustration by Paulien Bats

    Copyright (c) 2014 by Ken Blowers

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    All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

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    CONTENTS

    Welcome To Caboolture

    U3 – EH?

    Lines Of Hope

    The Drumming Hand

    Close Encounter

    The Hasking Street Hurdler

    The Double Bed

    No Milk Today

    CHAPTER 1

    WELCOME TO CABOOLTURE

    Harry fancied himself as a bit of a wheeler-dealer, meaning he would buy and sell just about anything - if there was money in it. And though he was officially retired – some said from the Army, some said from the Police - he would occasionally help out an old mate who ran a security investigations business on the north side of Brisbane. Just for the odd bit of tax-free cash in hand. It was by that means he gained entry to the strange world of the Private Investigator. Sometimes quiet, but never dull; sometimes interesting and exciting; and sometimes: downright dangerous…

    It was in this casual role of Private Investigator that Harry found himself sitting in his car at the end of the day, keeping careful watch on the third floor of the car park at the Caboolture Park Shopping Centre. He had been at this particular job or ‘assignment’ as he liked to call it, on-and-off for about a month. In this time he had uncovered a considerable amount of information about a local car stealing racket; one where high value,

    near-new cars were stolen to order. That is, with make, model, colour, fittings, all clearly specified; every one ‘pre-sold’ to an interstate dealer well in advance - before they were found, let alone lifted.

    It upset a lot of people - the owners, who lost their new ‘babies’; the dealers, who lost their new car security reputations; and the Police, who found their lost car statistics shooting up the charts… Reports had been demanded! That’s how Harry’s boss came to be engaged for the work. And that’s how Harry came to be sitting here on this day, with cramp in his leg, hunger in his stomach… and a full bladder that was demanding attention… Harry rubbed his leg and bit on a Mars Bar. Then he reached for the empty wide-neck, four-litre, bottle he always kept handy for just such emergencies.

    He had tracked this particular gang of thieves from Chermside to Caboolture, as they toured what they regarded as ‘their patch’, looking for their target car. On this day it had now become obvious to Harry that their interest was centred on finding a Ford Falcon sedan. White, heavily optioned and in top nick. Harry had seen the men looking over several such cars this day, but all of them so far had been rejected, for one reason or another.

    Now Harry watched the men paying close attention to a white BMW in aisle seven. It was a beauty! Obviously brand new and from their display of excitement, he judged it was going to meet their requirements perfectly. That being the case, he judged it was time for him to make a quick sortie, using an old wheelchair he carried for close-up observation work. Everybody, it seems, tended to ignore a person in a wheelchair – reasoning, no doubt, that such a person represented no threat to them, whatever their activities.

    The chair allowed him to pass close and take surreptitious pictures of the men with his mobile phone camera. He managed to get several good shots of them using some kind of programmable, hand-held, electronic device to activate the car’s central door-locking system and gain swift entry to the car. He knew from previous observations that at times they could do this - gain entry, start the car and be gone - in about a couple of minutes!

    He returned to his old nondescript workman’s ute, with a toolbox and ladder in the back - especially chosen as being unlikely to be worth a second glance - just as

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