Raymond glared at his niece. Without knowing it, the stupid, brainless girl had just revived the feud that he and everybody else had been dreading. ‘I’ll tell you why things are different for you, Frankie – because you’re with Jimmy O’Hara’s son, you idiot. This is gonna break your dad’s heart and cause so much fucking trouble. Don’t you realise what you’ve done? Are you that fucking stupid?’ Raymond yelled.

‘Please stop arguing,’ Jessica sobbed.

Having changed lookout positions, Jed was now in Frankie’s back garden and could hear almost every word.

‘Who do you think you are? Go fuck your grandmother, you cheeky cunt,’ Jed shouted, flinging open the back door.

As Raymond went for her boyfriend, Frankie screamed.

Jessica tried to grab hold of her brother. ‘Stop it, will you? Violence isn’t the answer,’ she wailed.

‘Come on, Frankie, leave your stuff here, I’ll buy you more. We’re going,’ Jed said, grabbing her hand.

Raymond took hold of Frankie’s other arm. ‘She’s going nowhere, not till her dad gets home. Get upstairs, Frankie, your boyfriend’s leaving now.’

Frankie was hysterical as her uncle got Jed into a headlock and marched him out of the front door. As Raymond slammed the door and walked back inside, he tried to stop a hysterical Frankie following Jed.

‘You’re going nowhere, you stupid little cow,’ he spat at her.

Jed had never been frightened of anyone in his life and he certainly wasn’t frightened of Uncle fucking Raymond. ‘I’m not leaving here without Frankie,’ he shouted, as he repeatedly booted the front door.

‘Lock the back door and shut all the windows,’ Raymond ordered his tearful sister.

Like a raging bull, Jed tore a big branch off a tree and put it straight through one of the windows. ‘Frankie, Frankie! Don’t take no notice of your wanker of an uncle. Come on, hurry up,’ he yelled.

Ordering Jessica to make sure her daughter stayed inside, Raymond ran out to his motor. He always carried a baseball bat for emergencies and this was definitely one of them.

‘I ain’t frightened of you, you fucking dinlo,’ Jed shouted at him.

Confident that he could fight Raymond off, Jed changed his mind as soon as he spotted the baseball bat coming his way.

‘You go near Frankie again and I’ll fucking kill you,’ Raymond screamed, as he chased Jed down the driveway.

Streets ahead of him, Jed couldn’t resist turning round and doing a wanker sign. ‘Shut up, you muggy cunt,’ he said, smirking.

Incensed, Raymond carried on chasing him.

Never ones for perfect timing, Joyce and Stanley chose that exact moment to turn into the driveway. Joyce looked at Stanley to make sure her eyes weren’t deceiving her. ‘Was that our Raymond chasing someone with a baseball bat?’

Stanley nodded dumbly. He was far too shocked to speak.