A Place Beyond The Priory

 "A Place Beyond the Priory " This is a story about Life in North Shields during the 1900's-1920's Tom Farrow is a third generation coble fisherman, Who meets and falls in love with a young herring girl who has travelled from the isle of Barra in the outer Hebrides looking for work. Margaret Linnie, her two friends Kerstin McDonald and Beth Munro all end up on the gutting line in Tyne Brand - their unscrupulous foreman Albert Mortimer treats all the girls on the line like animals including his wife Lizzie who bares him 11 children. forced into a marriage she did not want, Lizzie is abused by Albert for his own sexual gratification. She was in love with a young Greek boy called Leonidas Kostalas whom she had known from her days at school and lost her virginity to but her father will not allow them to marry- this is a story of love and betrayal and will keep you riveted until the last page is read.

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Way haul away, we’ll haul away together

Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe!

 

 

The lads gave a rousing round of applause as Billy Mitchell sat down.

 The night was filled with song to send the men who had lost theirs at sea on their Journey. It was well after twelve when the three men staggered up the stairs. “Hold up I want a piss said Steve.’

“Aye me an aal said Chris.’

“Can’t you wait until we get home said Tom no wonder it stinks here.’

“What’s up wi yee, it won’t be the first time that you’ve taken a piss on these stairs said Chris unbuttoning his flies the lobbing out his penis. A hot stream of urine bounced of the wall as the two men relieved themselves.’

Tom carried on ahead whilst Steve and Chris were now seeing who could piss the highest up the wall; it was a game that they had played as kids. Won again declared Steve as he shook the drips off then put his old man away. He was buttoning up his flies as Tom reached the top and shouted down to them to hurry up.’

Aye, aye skipper they laughed.’

“I’m starvin’ said Steve as he got to the top of the bank.’

“Well you’ve missed the “Chippy” said Tom.’

“Aye but Margaret made that pie didn’t she; is there any left.’

“Pie, what pie said Chris as he staggered up towards his friends?

“Margaret made a meat pie.’

“Well what are we waiting for; let’s get to yor hoose and have some.’

“You will have to be quiet the girls maybe in bed you know.’

“Good, I might just go in there and slip her one.’

“Not in that drunken state you’re not.’

“Oh come on mate; I’m gagging for a shag.’

“Well get yourself down to the Jungle Bar then said Tom.’

Jesus, I cannot even shag my own bird.’

“Do you really think she would appreciate you coming in and slobbering all over her?’

“Alright; I get it; diven’t be going on like my mother.’

They reached Queen Street and Tom opened the door to the house. Margaret was still up and was sitting in the living room by the fire when they came in.

“Sorry if we’ve come home late Margaret but the lads are a bit hungry is there any of that pie left.’

Margret got out of her seat in her dressing gown ad went to the scullery with the lantern the lads sat at the table whilst she cut them a slice of another pie that she had made.

“Would you like a piece Tom?’

“No thanks; I am still full from my dinner.’

Both Chris and Steve asked where the girls were.’

“They’re in bed they have work in the morning like I have.’

“I will say goodnight to you; please try being quiet.’

Margaret walked to her room then closed the door.’

“I don’t think she is happy, Tom they both laughed.’

“Come on, hurry up, and eat that pie; I want my bed as well.’

We’ll eat it on our way over home they declared as the picked up the pie in their hands and made for the door.’

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