It was mid-July and the traditional time for the Patterson family holiday, which they were taking at their usual spot, Blackpool. Kevin, their only son who had just turned 18 had begged for his family to let him go abroad with his friends, and her husband had always tried to convince her to go somewhere different like Spain or Greece. Mrs Patterson however insisted that they all went to their usual place. Eileen Patterson metaphorically wore the pants in her household even though she was the only female in it; her husband and teenage son both no match for her fiery temper, authoritarian personality and firm beliefs in discipline. She could have them cowering in fear in an instant if she wanted.
Eileen Patterson loved to come to the west coast on her holidays, she had fond memories of it from her childhood, and despite her husband and son expressing their hatred of the place she would keep coming back every year as long and as often as she was able. Plus she knew the reason they wanted to go on foreign holidays, they wanted to look at all the half-naked women sunbathing and getting up to all kinds of depravity. No, Blackpool was where they took their holidays; she liked the beautiful scenery and coastline, and her memories.
The part of Blackpool Eileen always chose to stay at was away from the pleasure beach and the boisterous nightlife that went on there, it was a quiet area with more of a tourist feel, hardly any bars or clubs. Her son Kevin, although 18 had not been allowed to drink therefore bars, pubs and clubs were steered well clear of. He was an exceptional student, gifted and destined to achieve. He was her pride and joy; she kept him close and kept him away from the distractions or vices that others his age got up to.
The family had just finished eating at their regular holiday restaurant and were taking a leisurely walk along the beach under the moonlight. Noise from the pleasure beach nightlife could be heard on the night air and Kevin constantly looked towards the bright coloured lights and fireworks in the distance as he strolled downtrodden alongside his parents.
Thinking to himself that his friends were probably in Ibiza now, clubbing being wild and partying with girls, probably half naked girls. He had seen the shows on TV and images in lad's magazines, there would be plenty of female flesh on show and here he was in boring Blackpool, again.
Mr Patterson noticed his son's unhappy mood and made a suggestion.
"Let's go further down the beach, see what all the noise is about" he declared cheerful.
It was a nice cool night and his wife surprisingly made no protest so the family strolled along the sand towards the lights and noise. Perhaps Ronald thought to himself that his son might get a better look at what kids his age got up to, and maybe even be able to slip away and explore on his own.
As they got closer to the nightlife the tide began to come back in and they had to quickly leave the beach, realising where they were Eileen decided that it was time to go back to the hotel.
"Time to go back" she announced heading back in the direction they had come leading her husband by his hand, her son reluctantly following.
She realised however as they headed back roughly in the direction of their hotel that she was lost, she had not been in this area having always relied on the beach for a route. This part of the town she suddenly noticed had a lot of people, crowds in fact, and there were lots of nightclubs, pubs and bars.
A gang of young men were hollering and making gestures at a group of girls, some were responding with calls and rude remarks of their own. Close by a drunken teenage lad sat on a bench beside the road being sick; two skimpily dressed girls comforting him.
Kevin stared wide eyed at these girls, one of them bent over to talk to the drunk stroking his back and her breasts nearly fell out of her low cut dress, the other girl was sat undignified beside him her legs open.
Eileen noticed her sons gaze and she snapped at him, "It's rude to stare Kevin."
This embarrassed Kevin, his mother shouted loud enough for the two girls to hear and they looked on bemused as she grabbed onto him pulling him alongside her.
Walking further through the nightlife the family witnessed more and more drunken behaviour, most of which Eileen loudly voiced her disapproval, causing both the male Patterson's embarrassment. It was getting late and Eileen realised that she was truly lost and she started to look for a Taxi to flag down.
The clubs, bars and drunkards started to thin out as they moved away from the busy part of the nightlife and the family turned into a narrow side street between some shop fronts and the back of a large nightclub. Eileen noticed a large group of drunken women enter at the other end. There was around fifteen of them and they were mostly late teens early twenties, scantily dressed in various fancy dress costumes such as schoolgirls and nurses. Most of them were wearing what resembled belts rather than skirts along with thigh high stockings, suspenders or over knee socks. They were drunkenly singing rude songs, shouting lewd comments and flashing their breasts at two men leaving the street ahead of the family.
Eileen had noticed the group too late after this event, thinking that she was too far down the street to turn around now; she noticed her husband and son blatantly ogling the flesh on display. Annoyed she squeezed her husband's hand hard and then grabbed Kevin by his gripping it, forcing them both to stop their gawping.
There was a car parked half way down the narrow street leaving only a small gap to squeeze past it single file. The Patterson's started to file through just as the group of women made it to opposite end of the parked car waiting for the family to pass. Some of the girls were jeering, wolf whistling and shouting things at Kevin.
A girl dressed as a devil yelled, "Hey sexy"
"Come over here big boy" A naughty nurse shouted.
Eileen huffed and grabbed her son's hand pulling him along tightly, knowing she was embarrassing him but not caring as he was too good for them.
The group noticed the hand holding started to heckle and shout further.
"Mummy's boy" several chorused laughing.
"Aww baby needs his mommy" A cow girl pointed out mocking.
