AN INVASION OF PRIVACY

"An invasion of Privacy" tells the story of two boys Tom Taylor and Mickey Binks growing up in the middle 1950's. Mickey is the Elvis fan Tom is into James Dean. Tom is not interested in school and plays the wag most days. Mickey and Tom are inseparable and live in the same street. they leave school and Mickey takes on various labouring jobs, Works down on the quay; then as a coalman before getting a job on the Grainger market in Newcastle selling fruit and vegetables. Tom loves cooking and has helped his gran make bread, tarts and scones. he gets a job as an apprentice Baker and confectioner for Archer's bakery. read about their exploits as the two boys grow into men. If you remember what it was like growing up in the fifties then this is definitely one for you to read.

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Mickey turned then laughed at Tom; all girls are like that mate.’ If she wants to keep you she will do it believe me.

“Ask her when you both go up stairs tomorrow.’

“What if she won’t?’

“She will, I’ll bet you a fiver.’

Tom thought about it all the way home; in fact it was nothing else he could think about.

Tom went into work on Saturday morning his mind was not on his work; he was always whistling or singing along to a particular tune. Today he was quiet.’

“What’s wrong with your face today said Liz Hopkins. You look as if you’ve lost a quid and found ten bob.’

“It’s nothing said Tom as he placed another tray of pasties into the oven.’

It was ten o’clock and he finished at one.’

He knew that Shirley was working too today and planned to go to the shop after work.

Tom made the last batch of dough to make bread with as lunch time approached. All the delivery men had been to collect the bread pies and cakes so it was only the stuff to sell in the shop now. Nancy Carter and Olive Dobbs began to clean the inside of the cake display and the shop window. They removed the Birthday cake made of cardboard covered in icing then washed down the inside of the window.

In the back Mary Scott and Phyllis Craig set to work washing all the pie and bread moulds. They took turns washing and drying them each day.

Tom swept the floors ready to be washed. He also cleaned out the ovens once they were switched of and allowed to cool down. Liz washed down the benches and then mopped the floor while Tom put fresh bait down to kill any rats that would come scurrying around during the darkness.

There was a lot of surplus food left today and it was shared out. Nancy just took a fresh loaf and some white buns. Liz took some cakes and a brown loaf. Olive Dodd’s who had worked there the longest took a bag with everything.

There was still over twenty pies and pasties that would all go in the bins and five brown loaves and six white.

If no one else wants this lot I’m taking it home. Help yourself said Olive as she left with Nancy to get the bus. Tom bagged up all the food that was left and then placed some into his haversack and the rest into a large plastic bag. He would have to leave his bike in the yard but he didn’t care. Leaving all this food was sacrilege.

When he got home he asked his mother to take what she needed then he set about distributing the rest to Mickey’s family. He also gave some to Sarah White and Colin Moses who couldn’t thank him enough.’

“Tell your mam I will be over tomorrow morning whilst you are all in church to start the painting of the inside of the house.

“I won’t be at church Colin but I certainly will make sure I’m out.’

Yes, your ma’ told me that you have an allergy to paint fumes.’

Aye Colin, I get all wheezy and cannot stop coughing.’

 “It could be Asthma.’

“I only get it with paint I’m okay otherwise.’

“I see.’

“I will make sure all the windows are left open Tom; it should be dry in 6 hours.’

“Thanks Colin.’

“Got to go mate I’m meeting my girlfriend in town after work.’

“Don’t go rushing in if you know what I mean; you don’t want to be getting married before you have to.’

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