When Heather had finished work she hurried home so that she could wash the smell of the kipper house from her skin then get ready.’
“Dad can I go to Sally Kendal’s tonight she’s baby sitting and has asked me to keep her company?’
Aye, I suppose so. Don’t make it too late though.’
“I won’t dad thanks.’
Heather washed herself in the big stone sink in the scullery because they only bathed on a Sunday when the large galvanised bath was taken down from the wall outside and they would take turns going in.’
She put on a white dress then fixed her hair but didn’t put on make up because her father would have got suspicious and he would not let her go out.
She picked up her bag on the way out and kissed her mother who was washing her father’s shirts in the sink that she had just washed in. She walked up Bridgewood North to the top of the street then crossed over to the bus stop that would take her into Wallsend. She could then get to Station Road and would have to get another bus onto Conniston Road where the church was situated.
Her friends got on at the Redburn Inn stop and sat in front. I see you managed to get out then they said as the conductor took their fares. He eyed them with suspicion as Sally and Irene asked for child fares. Heather had not put on any make up and he asked her how old she was.
“I’m nearly thirteen she replied and still in school.’
The Conductor didn’t argue he just took the money and went further down the bus.’
“Have you been to this dance before then asked Heather?’
Aye we were here a fortnight ago.’
“Who was on then?’
“There was a group called Talisman Rock with Dave Ditchburn playing. They weren’t bad; but Noddy’s Purple Train are meant to be better.’
“I hope so said Heather playing with one of the curls in her hair.’
“There were lots of lads there the last time so don’t worry there’s plenty to go around.’
They looked out of the window as the bus passed the Bewick Pub then carried on past the Northumberland Arms and the East End Club before coming onto the Wallsend High Street. Some young lads were making their way up the high street wearing drapes and suede shoes. They had on boot lace ties others wore shiny silver coloured suits and Winkle pickers. They wore thin ties to go with their white shirts. They pointed and whistled as they watched the bus go by with the girls now standing up and shouting out of the window where they were going.’
“See you in there shouted one of the lads to Sally as she gave him a big flashing smile.
“You’ve scored already said Irene.’
“Plenty fish in the sea if I haven’t.’
“Speaking of fish said the conductor I would tell the headmaster at that school of yours that his school stinks of kippers.’
“We will don’t worry said Irene as they got up at the stop that they wanted.’
“Enjoy your night girls said the young conductor as they got off.’