The boy and the seagull

The story tells of a young coble fisherman Tom Lawson who is also a coxswain on the life boat Pegasus in Cullercoats. His father drowned saving the life of a little girl and he wants to follow in his father's footsteps. the story is set in the early fifties a time of sexual revolution and rock and roll. Tom meets Eva a girl who wants the best- brought up on Howdon road she dreams of a better life. She works as a packer at Tyne Brand on North Shields Fish Quay- Tom the handsome Teddy boy with his drapes and crepe shoes charms the young Eva - they end up getting married but things don't run smoothly for the couple who have a son together but he is be-felled with a fever which leaves him unable to hear. This is a story of love-of heartache-and triumph over adversity. This is a story to warm your heart and one i'm sure that you will enjoy.

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Tim walked along picking up more wood to make some kind of sculpture he placed them on the bogie as he walked along.

He was about to pick up another pebble to put in his bag when he came across a seagull chick’ it had obviously abandoned by its parents and would surely die if not attended to. He made a nest from some grass from a nearby dune then gently lifted the chick into it then he placed it inside of the box on the back of the go cart.

Pulling the rope he walked up the ramp and took the abandoned chick home. Once inside he fashioned a bigger nest with the grass and some cotton wool. He went into the fridge and found some herring and squashed it up in the pestle and mortar. The herring turned into a kind of soup mixture and he used some tweezers from his modelling kit then carefully fed the little bird.

“Every hour he would feed the bird, giving it water and some of the soup mix from a pipette.

His father asked him where he got the bird from and he told him he had picked him up from the beach.

“The chances of the bird surviving Tim are very small; you know that don’t you?’

 “Yes dad, but I would still like to try.’

“Alright; but you tell your mother when the bloody thing starts to shit all over the place.’

He put the Seagull chick into a box in his room and continued to look after it.

“Every morning and night he fed and kept the nest clean of faeces’ he sketched the bird as it grew.

Within two months the seagull he called Sammy was nearly as big as his parents and had an appetite to match. At six months it was now time to take him down to the beach and teach him how to fly. The brown feathers it had were now moulting and the white characteristics of a seagull more apparent. He made a sound like an adult bird now He walked down with it to the beach and took it out of the box.

“Go on Sammy fly away.’

The bird just hopped around.

Tim ran up and down the sands flapping his arms trying to replicate a bird in flight.

The bird just looked up at him. It flapped its wings but made no attempt to fly at all.

He told his father as he came home from his fishing trip.

“Go get him and we will take him out in the boat when he see’s other seagulls he will fly off.’

They went out about a mile and there were some other birds flying around but Sammy still made no attempt at flight until a seagull squealed over head and he flapped his wings then like magic he took to the sky.

He flew like an expert around and around he went higher and higher he soared floating on the pockets of air.

“Come on son you’ve done your job, the bird is free now.’

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