"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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“Yes, that would be nice. “We could take some lunch and go to all three.’

“Could we, I would love that.’

Maureen went on to explain about other attractions that Shirley would be interested in.


It was just after eight o’clock when the coach arrived back at the hotel and every one staying at the Bali got off.’

Shirley said good bye to Maureen and Keith who were staying at the Villa Joyosa.’

Maureen wished them a pleasant journey and said that she hoped to see them again.’

Mickey and Alison took a shower together then Tom and Shirley went in.’

They all changed again before heading out again to the restaurant.

Tonight on the menu was a seafood medley the girls ate everything except the calamari. Then they had chicken, chips, and a roasted medley of Mediterranean vegetables. They ate ice cream for desert. They wondered along to the entertainments complex after their meal after two beers. There was a Spanish couple dancing the passadoble’ on stage in full dress. There were some new faces here tonight as another flight must have arrived at the hotel whilst they were out. Again the drinks were going down as they listened to a Dean Martin tribute singer and saw a ventriloquist who did and act similar to Ray Allen and Lord Charles. They Played bingo and entered a quiz which they won one hundred pesetas on.’

Mickey had drunk quite a lot today and was half canned on his way back to the hotel.’

Alison was berating him as he staggered up to the lift rather than taking the stairs.’

Tom laughed at the antics of both of them as they went to the bedroom. Mickey was falling about trying to undress in the darkness of the room whilst Alison was telling him to sit on the bed whilst she took his pants off.

“I don’t think Mickey will be having any drink tomorrow after what he’s put away tonight.’

“Don’t kid yourself Shirley, Mickey is a glutton for punishment.’

Shirley went to the bathroom then came out wearing some new black see through underwear that she had bought in the market.’

“Wow! I like those said Tom as he took her by the hand and pulled her on top of him.

“He kissed her tenderly then slipped inside of her whilst she was on top of him and she began to move slowly with him then she sat up and he reached out and caressed her breasts through the see through fabric. He felt her harden to his touch; she arched her back using Tom’s legs for support. Their lovemaking was gentle and both of them reached satisfaction then lay back in each others arms.’

“Did I do alright Shirley asked?’

 “Yes you did; but there are other things you can do that I am going to show you tomorrow night.’

“I cannot wait.’

“It had been a great day out and they both fell asleep naked on top of the bed.’




Back at home Agnes and George wondered how their son was getting on abroad; neither George nor Agnes had ever been abroad before. George was only fifteen when the war began and he was sent down the pit like the Bevin boys until 1948. Three years after the war had ended. He then became an apprentice Carpenter and had been with the same firm ever since. Colin Moses had painted the whole house and Agnes had stripped all the rooms and George had helped her decorate the house.’

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