R J Adams

.... Even Little Sparrows! R J Adams

WhenBob Adams resigned his job counting chocolates in a Liverpool sweet factory, to train as an Inspector for the RSPCA, Britain's largest animal welfare charity, he had hoped towhile away his days in a quiet country 'station', far from the bustle of bigcity life. TrainingSuperintendent George Arnold Pugh had other plans for Bob, however. Wappingdon was one of the busiest RSPCA 'stations' in Britain, with a population in excess of one million. Set inthe heart of the industrial English Midlands, the town had expanded rapidlyduring the iron-ore revolution of the early twentieth century. WhenHorace O'Flynn, local broadcaster, mayor of Wappingdon and Big Chief of the Wappingdonand District Branch of the Society, telephoned RSPCA Headquarters to complain thatthe Wappingdon Inspector had just quit his job andabsconded with the Branch Treasurer's wife, 'Old Pugsy'decided Bob would be the replacement. Knowingthere could be no appeal against this decision, Bob drowned his sorrows andreluctantly headed for the Midlands, little realizing his posting had triggereda chain of events that would cause him to thank 'Old Pugsy'from the bottom of his heart, for sending him to Wappingdon.