“Your not going to have another row wi me fatha are you mam; I hate it when you argue?”
Over the last two years the arguments had become more and more frequent in the house.
“All I seem to do these days is work to keep this house looking clean Kevin; cookin’ washin’, shopin’ and ironin; that’s my life.”
“Come on mam things will change you’l see.”
It was nearly twelve o’clock when Alan Skipsey returned and the row began immediately Kevin placed the pillow of his bed over his ears so that he couldn’t hear what was going on but he could still hear the shouting and bawling.
Eventually there was silence and Kevin drifted off to sleep.
1950 saw John, George, and Alan Wiseman married at St Peters Baulk Well Church. The three brothers stood with their new brides as the photographer took photos that would go in the family album. Then it was a race back to the Chirton Club for the reception.
Maggie; their mother cried as they all left to start new lives for themselves. It wouldn’t be long before it would be the girls time to leave the nest too she thought.
The girls helped to bring back the remaining food and the wedding presents that people had bought them. They put back the tables in the club and tidied the room before leaving.
“Well that’s three gone said John Robert Wiseman to his wife as he filled his pipe and lit it with a taper from the fire.
This seemed set Maggie off crying again.”
“Come on now lass we knew it was going to happen one day and one day they all will fly the nest. We won’t loose them though because they will soon be here with their own children and we will be able to enjoy watching them grow up.
They have all turned out fine Shieldsmen Maggie; they are a credit to you.”
Maggie dried her eyes then adjusted her polka dot pinny. “Would you like a cup of tea before we turn in?
“Aye lass that would be nice.”
Maggie got up from her chair beside her husband and went to make the tea.
Tomorrow they would be in church again as it was Sunday and everyone went to church in those days. Then it would be off to the club for a pint and home for Sunday roast; John Robert’s favourite meal of the week.