I’m always on the lookout for “suspicious activity” on the homefront at Rattlechain lagoon. I keep the Rhodia/Solvay lobby HQ number handy at all times should any German paratroopers or weasely stoats should turn up unannounced.
Last week however there were some Mafioso type shade wearing dudes cruising around by the canal. There were no gondalas in site, but Tipton has more miles of canal than Venice anyhow. The air felt Mediterranean, sticky and hot- perspiration poured from every orifice and when the mobiles came out it appeared to signal that something was about to go down. It had to be the Solvay mob.
Welcome to the Solvay family
I was convinced that a hit was going down in the joint and the wrinkly stockings would come out , but enough about the geotextile membrane already. Was this a carefully planned recky about the next big job and who would be getting the offer to buy the site for a price that they couldn’t refuse?
Pictures were being taken, though the only one missing from this one were a couple of feisty broads and Luigi and his ice cream van. I was particularly worried about Jack “the flash” Di gestive – a regular Luca Brasi if ever there was one, and for the stallion that was tethered on the Birmingham canal at Dudley Port- but where was big Al?
Still pondering what lies beneath rattlechain lagoon
The original “Godphosser”
Undeterred, I witnessed the scene as the guys hit the trail, but not wishing to sleep with the two-headed fishes in the lagoon anytime soon, withdrew to a safer position. But as the Sicilian shaded glasses came off, I realised that it was just a summer daydream and this was not Don Corleone and his consiglieres I was watching but a “Rhodia Ltd” Director and the consultants doing another round the mulberry bush site walkover and no doubt planning another batty scheme in the pipeline. Things keep going round in circles here- or should that be pronounced “soycals”?
