Fish Wife

"FISH WIFE" It tells of two women one from Scotland the other from North Shields.Margaret Rose Garbutt, has a violent abusive husband who beats her up whilst pregnant she runs away from from Sterling and when her baby is born is forced to give her up. years later she ends up working in the kipper factory on North Shields fish quay where she meets Irene Milsip who had such a bad home life that when she was set up on a blind date met Jimmy Johnson who she marries more out of desperation than love. Jimmy is a waster and is having an affair behind Irene's back with an Irish immigrants daughter until Irene's friend finds a letter in the street. Annabelle Crosby is faced with a dilemma- does she tell her friend or let the affair go on. This is the story of hardship and struggle of two women during the 1960's and their rise to success but one thing they will never forget is their roots. FISH WIFE is a tale of love, ambition, family values, and friendship.

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Rose got to work early then set about taking the herring that had been smoking all last night. They would go to the Norwegians who liked a stronger Smokier Kipper.

She quickly began to pack row after row of kippers in the boxes that were iced then stacked onto a wooden pallet ready to be placed on board the waiting lorry outside.

Time was a factor because the kippers would spoil if they were left too long.

By 9 am the lorry was filled and on its way to the car ferry that would take them to Stavanger in Norway.

Rose had a ten minute break before preparing the next batch of herrings ready to be smoked it was an endless process. Day after day it was the same thing. Rose was glad when she finished.

 

Irene Johnson carried on working when everyone else had gone; there was another collection that had to be taken to Lowestoft and another to Grimsby.

She was tagging the boxes when a man walked in she looked up to see a tall good looking person.

“Is this where I can buy kippers he asked?

“Yes we sell kippers here can’t you smell them?

“The man laughed; stupid question.”

“How many do you want?

“I have a wet fish shop in Seahouses in Northumberland and I’m looking for a supplier.

Well; you’ve come to the right place; how many do you want enough for the week? Every week; We sell a lot of them in the holidays to tourists. There are two dozen kippers in each box; so what about say forty boxes to start with?

I can always come back if I need more.” I’m Bobby Ross; I own Ross’s pickle factory I guess you have had one or two on your packet of fish and chips.”

“Irene Johnson introduced herself then laughed and said yes many times.”

“Look Irene; I hope you don’t mind me asking but have you had lunch? It’s just that I’ve been on the road since 5am this morning and I haven’t eaten. I could eat a horse between two mattresses.”

“Well that depends, Mr Ross.

“Depends on what Irene? please call me Bobby.”

“Alright Bobby; if we can agree a good price for the kippers, then I will have lunch with you.”

“Are you a fine dining woman?

“I could be but I like home cooked food; what about you?”

“You’re the kind of woman I like.”

“If I said £12 .00 per box what would you say?

“I would say try harder.”

“Alright then; £11.00 per box.

“Make it £10.10 Shillings and we have a deal?

“Deal.”

“Can we do the paper work on route to the café Irene?

 

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