Breaking the chain

Heather Reid a sixteen year old girl is found collapsed in Howdon - she has run away from her home on West Percy road North Shields, because she is pregnant. She is taken to Willington Quay Maternity hospital where upon she gives birth to a baby Girl that she names Dawn because the dawn was breaking when she was giving birth. After complications set in Heather dies of Toxaemia and her father will not bring up a bastard child. Dawn is adopted by two university lecturers - follow her story as her real father seeks her out and a court battle ensues. this is a tragic story that will have you reading until the end.


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that they were going to put out. when she went into the studio Jim was working on a song called “One Summer” he was laying down a banjo overdub as she silently went and picked up a set of earphones and listened to the track.’ It was a catchy little song that had you toe tapping and she got on the electric organ and used the facility on it so it turned the electric organ into many instruments. She added a fiddle and Jim came in with a harmonica. When he was finished he came out and showed her the lyrics and asked if she wanted to go for a take.’

“Yes she said lets do it.’ Have you got an intro daddy?’

“Yes, I will play you in after the count of three.


Dawn gave him the thumbs up and Jim played the opening bars and she came in with the first line.’

Rosina helped with the backing vocals and when they were done Jim played it back.

He said something and Dawn couldn’t hear him so he talked slowly so Dawn could read his lips.’ When the sound came through again Jim asked if they could do another take.

“Okay let’s do it.’

Jim played the intro again and Dawn came in this time it was perfect.

Nice one Dawn said her father.’

It needs something else said Dawn.’

“Like what?’

“We could add some harmonies.’

“No it doesn’t need voices or piano, it needs something to give it that blue grass feel to it.’

“I’ve got it dad.’


“Have you got a washboard and some thimbles?’

Ah yes, I see where you are coming from and maybe an accordion as well.’

Jim went into what he called his box of tricks and pulled out the wash board. In the top draw of the table in the studio was some thimbles so he placed them on his fingers as Dawn changed the setting on the organ to accordion. They played it through again adding the two new instruments and this time the song worked.

“Well that’s seven songs done said her father. “ We need one more track.

I have I title for you dad if you can do something with it.’

“What is it?’

It came to me as you were mouthing through the glass screen there.

“If You Could Read My Lips.’

“I love the title.’

“What if it was a story about a deaf girl said Dawn and her father was trying to tell her how much he loved her.’

“Wow Dawn that is powerful.’

“Let’s see what I can come up with.’

For an hour Jim tried to imagine what it must be like to be a deaf child then he came up with these words.


If you could read my lips dear

What a story I could tell

In a land where magic dreams are born

If only you could hear

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