“Where are ye ganna lad?
“Whey I’m goin’ yem.’
“Are you heller’s like.’
Get the cards oot we are ganna have a game of chase the ace; Dougie loves playing it don’t you.’ right since we’ve all been paid its two quid a game.
“But I.. I
“Nae buts Dougie lad; get yer money oot; yor lass will still be waiting for yer when yer get in.’ absence makes the heart grow fonder yer na Dougie.’ Think of all those warm long cuddles that you’ll get when you get in.’
Dougie smiled as he shuffled the deck of cards then dealt them out.’
Time someone got the next round in.’
Eddie asked Margaret if she would pour them all a drink as he studies his cards.
Several pints were drunk by the lads and the noise levels rose as money was won and lost. By three o’clock that afternoon Eddie left saying that he’d see everyone at five o’clock on Monday morning. “Diven’t be late mind John said the skipper as he left them to finish their game.
Connie Rudd stood outside of Burston’s shop as a locksmith tried to unblock the lock that had been jammed up with chewing gum and had set hard inside. Billy knew that it was Hancock who had done this but proving it would take some doing. He had another plan up his sleeve that would take the Scotsman ages to shift.
He picked up the telephone and rang Jackson’s farm.
It took the locksmith just over an hour to free the lock but what Billy had planned for him would take Hancock all day. Every now and then a laugh emitted from Billy’s mouth as he thought how Hancock would receive his gift.
There was a quiet smile on Hancock’s face as he painted his latest money saving deals on the window of his shop. “Having some bother there are yer; they’re little tykes these weeyun’s round here aren’t they. Up to all kinds of pranks they are.’ But what can ye do aye; he laughed as he went back into his shop. Billy was angry at first but knew that the mad Jock wouldn’t be laughing tomorrow morning.
Further down the road at Hoults Pork shop Robert Mather laid out some freshly baked pies in the window; whilst his wife served Mrs Purvis with two pork sandwiches and a savaloy dip. Mrs Hoult ran the butcher shop further down the street. Robert processed the meat in the back and all the pastry and pies were made on the premises along with boiled hams and pork. They sold their own sausage, stewing beef, kidneys, liver and even gave you a guissies (Pig) head if you asked nicely.
“What can I get you Mrs Patten?’
“I would like some chopped pork and a quarter of polony, and half of boiled ham please.’
“Would you like some home made pea’s pudding to go with your ham?’
“Yes please I will take a half please.’
“Any thing else; I’ve just taken out some lovely mince and pork pies?’
“Go on then I will have two of each.
Robert wrapped up the pies inside a paper back then placed them on the top of the counter.’ That will be nine shillings and four pence Mrs Patten.’
The old woman placed the things into her bag as the next customer was being served. She gave Robert a ten shilling note and he gave her change.
“Thank you she replied.’
“Please come again Mrs Purvis.’ Always glad to serve you.’