Well he’s got this new fantail you wanna see it; chocolate and white she is and a right beauty.
Christ you speak more about the beauty of a friggin’ bird than you do about me.’
I remember when you would buy me flowers and a nice box of milk tray chocolates to eat and told me how beautiful I was.’
I thought you were like the man on that advert in his dark trousers and polo necked sweater who dives into shark infested waters to deliver a pound box of chocolates for his girlfriend. “And All because the lady loves Milk Tray” he would say and it sent goosebumps down my body.
“I all those chocolates I bought you piled on the pounds an aal look at you now; you’re like a beached whale.’
Margaret began to cry; and Alan turned to her and said he was sorry.’
“Yer really know how to hurt someone’s feelings Alan.’
“Come on; have a bit of toast I made for you before yer gan t’ work.’
She took a bite from the crust of bread and drank from the dirty mug.
before putting on her coat. Alan put his lightweight jacket and made for the door.
Margaret followed him out with the slice of toast to eat on the way to work. Alan worked at The Universal Bedding and Upholstery (UBU) and Margaret worked in the Foam factory both on Norham Road.’
Bob Smee her foreman was a very strict and if you were a minute late he docked you half an hour.’
Everyone had to clock in and out and even if you went to the toilet like many did for a smoke; if you were more than five minutes you were docked another half hours pay.
She hoped that her friend Carol Ditchburn would be in today as she was gaspin’ for a tab.’
She hurried up the road in her white mule sandals, black leather skirt, and white blouse.’
They reached the bus depot where Brian Smith was just taking out the 301 to Whitley Bay “Smidger as he was better known tooted his horn as she passed. Alan waved as he knew Smidger from Ralphies School (Ralph Gardner) it was now nearly 7.45 am and she knew that she wouldn’t have time for a cigarette as they started at eight a.m. on the dot.
Alan gave his wife a quick kiss then hurried on towards the UBU factory.’
“Are you meeting me after work?’
“Aye I will unless I get asked to work a half shift.’
“Bye then love said Margaret as she went into the factory gate then through a double set of doors.’
Alan was a fork lift truck driver who loaded the big Lorries up with beds and three piece suites.’
He had to be careful when lifting them as any damages would cost the company.’
The slightly damaged ones were usually repaired on the shop floor by the up -holsterer’s and sold to the staff at a cheaper price than what they would pay in the shops. Alan made sure that the black leather suite that Margaret liked was damaged and then patched up so that he could buy it for half the price. No one could tell that the back of the suite had been ripped. It was repaired and then sold to Alan who placed the damaged part that had been stitched against the back wall so no-one could see it.
It covered the damp patch on the yellow daffodil patterned wallpaper.’
He did the same with the beds so he could buy them cheaply as well.’