“That’s good; it’s going to save us a hell of a lot of money if you can bring home something each night.’
The scullery was tiny in comparison to the one that he’d just left.
“I tell you what mam; it’s bloody hot in there.’
“Are you going out then later on?
“Yes, I’m going out with Michael Binks over the road.’
“The two of you are joined at the hip.’
There’s this dance at a church hall up by St Anslems School and there some other lads going I know.
“It’s a wonder that you have any energy for dancing having been to work all day.’
“Mickey Binks is gannin’ oot tonight, so I’m gannin as well.’
“Does he still work in the guano works; God the last time he came over I had to leave all the doors and windows open. He smelled like a dead rat.’
“No mam he’s working on the coal now.’
“Thank the Lord said Toms mother her eyes looking up to the heavens.
“Ask him if he can get us some cheap coal will yer son. I’m paying fifteen bob a week for coal.’
“Alright I will ask him later.’
“Whey we’ve got to have hot watter so I can dee aal the washing.’
“I will ask him man, I said I would and I will.’
“Diven’t blow a gasket; just cos’ I asked you to ask your mate for a bag of coal.’
“I’m sorry; look how long is dad going to be because I’m hungry; I’ve never stopped aal day.’
“He is usually in by noo unless he’s working a half shift.’
“Well I’m going to eat one of those pies in a minute mam I’m starvin.’ Give me a shout when he comes in will you mam I’m gannin’ for a lie doon.’
Tom went to his room and lay on the bed with his shoes off’ ten minutes later he was snoring away.
It was seven o’clock when George Taylor walked in he took off his hat and coat and hung them on the door along with his bait bag.’
“Hello love said Agnes; been working hard.’
“Aye, we had this Welsh dresser to finish for a customer.’
“Sit down and I will put you dinner out.’
“Where’s our Tom?’
“He went for a lie doon two hours ago.’
“Aye, bakers start work early don’t they?’
Agnes took two large plates from the cupboard and some utensils from the drawer then filled the plates with Rabbit stew and corner puddings.
Then she filled the kettle and placed it on the stove to heat up and emptied the pot. She placed two heaped spoonfuls into the pot then went to her son’s room.
Agnes knocked on the door and the opened it a crack and told her son that his dinner was out on the table.’
“Coming mam he answered as he swung his legs over the side of his bed and rubbed his eyes. Standing up he walked towards the scullery.
Hello son enjoy your first day in the working world; just another fifty years before you can retire.’
“Don’t rub it in Da’