The Ridgalite

The Rigalite focuses on the People who lived in Marina Avenue in the Ridges Estate in North Shields. Eddie Saint owns the Roaring venture a trawler moored at the fish quay- his crew work hard and play hard - one of them is Ron Lee a young lad who has aspirations of becoming a rock star. He was in the Royal Navy on board the HMS Illustrious as a trained chef before joining the trawler boat. The lads all tell him that his songs are crap because they don't wan't to lose a good cook. The story also tells of two rival shop keepers- Ronnie Hancock and Billy Burston have been each others throats for years- read the comic antics of both men. "The Ridgalite is an insite of life in the early sixties on an an estate with high unemployment and little hope - where every day is a constant struggle. There are some though who prove that if you have hope then dreams can come true.


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Oh me oh my oh

Me and my soggy sombrero

I said you’re a twat

You’ve pissed in my hat

And she said I don’t give a fookero’


Never again

Would I go to Spain?

Or dance with a gay senorita

So next year I flew

To the land of Peru

Where the beer is only ten Sol a litre


Pat had the audience repeat the chorus as he made play with his maracas.

When he was finished the crowd gave him a warm round of applause.

He continued telling jokes for his half hour spot then a singing duo called “Girlie came on. Dougie went to the bar as Eddie and Dor’ saint came in. He ordered the round of drinks and then returned with a tray and placed it on the table.

The Girlie’s were singing “Going to the Chapel.”

When Des asked Dor’ how she liked her new washing machine.’

“A bloody holiday to Benidorm would have been better.’

“Never happy women yer na,’ yer buy them the moon and the stars and they want the whole galaxy.’

“I love a galaxy me said John; that smooth chocolate just melts in yer mouth.’

“Nowt wrong with Cadbury’s chocolates. I like the fruit and nut said Vince.

“Whey,’ that’s because all nutters are a bit fruity.’

“Cheeky bugger isn’t he skipper.’

 Eddie Saint sipped on his bottle of Newky Brown and then said “I thought we were talkin’ aboot washing machines not chocolate bars.’

“Are we gan t’ play bingo asked Evie Moholam who hadn’t said a word since coming in with John.’

John gave Evie a five pound note and off Evie went with Dor’ to get the bingo books.

The duo sang their last number then went off stage. Immediately the committee men lifted a table in place then the bingo machine. Everything in Clubland had to run like clockwork and the bingo had to start at 7-30pm on the dot.

The girls got their books and returned to their seats. They fumbled in their bags for some marker pens as the committee man sat down and turned on the machine.

“Good evening and welcome to the Chirton Club. We hope that you have enjoyed your first half.’ If you are all ready we will get started so eyes down and look in.’

On its own number seven, Kelly’s eye number one, five, and three fifty three, seven and one seventy one, top of the shop blind ninety. One and seven, seventeen.

Here shouted someone behind them.

Another committee man came over to check the ticket before the caller carried on for the full house.

Don’t you play bingo Paula asked Evie?’

“No I don’t gamble; the church doesn’t like it.’

“We are not in church now though.’

“It doesn’t matter if I am in church or not Mrs Moholam; I would know that I had gambled for money.’

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