“I trust you will carry out the high standard that we have set here.’ Your wages will reflect the respect and trust I have in you all.’
“I will call in from time to time to see how you are all getting along.’
“When will you be leaving Mr Taylor?’
“As soon as I sort a few things out; in the meantime your new posts will begin with immediate effect; don’t let me down.’
Both Liz and Nancy came and kissed Tom on the cheek.
“You have been a great boss to work for Mr Taylor we will miss you.’
Rob shook Tom’s hand and told him that he would make sure that Taylor’s bakery upheld the standard that he had set. You will need an apprentice now Rob; Liz can sort that out for you.’
“Thanks Mr Taylor.’
Right everyone change and let’s get over to the White Hart for a celebration.’
Tom took off his whites and folded them up and put them into his duffle bag.
Then the shop and the bakery were locked up.
Tom stood at the ice factory baiting a hook with wragg and lug worm that he’d bought from Temples in Whitley Bay after he’d rang them. He had one shandy in the White Hart with his staff then left money behind the bar so they all could have a good drink before he left to pick up the fishing bait.’
“His coneflex beach casting rod was the best on the market along with an Ambassador 7000 red coloured reel. Mickey had a contact that brought him lead and he made his own weights. Mickey preferred the Shakespeare fixed spool reel and his rod was a Grey’s Apollo.’
They shared a double eight feet rod stand after casting out some hundred and sixty yards. Tom tightened his line and the two of them sat in the van it was dark now but they both has a battery light fitted on the tip of each rod which glowed red. They never took their eyes off the rod tips as the sat drinking coffee from the flask Tom had brought Mickey had just opened a bag of Tudor cheese and onion crisps when there was a tap; tap on his rod. He jumped out of the van and ran to his rod. Tom got out and watched as Mickey wound the spool twice then struck.’
“Fish on! He declared as he reeled in the fish.’
There was a bend in his rod that either suggested a decent sized fish or a crab he was dragging in. Tom peered over the side as Mickey brought in a whiting weighing almost two pounds.’
“There’s your supper sorted out mate said Tom as Mickey dispatched the fish with a wooden priest.’
It’s a nice piece of cod I’m after said Mickey as he automatically exchanged a pre-baited hook trace and cast out again. He quickly re-baited the hook trace he had taken off and hung it over the rod stand ready. Time was a factor when catching fish. The time allotted went faster than you thought and the quicker you could get bait into the water the better.