"Ebb and flow" which is centred around the Charley Clays Clothing Factory during the early sixties. The story focuses on different kinds of life in North Shields at that time - There's Helen Smith the young woman who dreams of a better life for herself, she wants to live like the rich people. When she marries Thomas Lattimer who is a wealthy banker she discovers that the life that she wanted is not all it was made up to be. Jimmy Mulligan who works for Hoults the butchers, lives over the road with his parents he has been in love with Helen since they were at school together. He tells her of his love and that he will wait for her no matter how long it takes. Allan Forster has been in and out of Borstal for petty crimes he dreams of one big job that will net him enough money to live the high life - He gets involved with Paddy Leonard a notorious hardman. A power struggle takes place in North Shields for supremacy. Paddy Devlin another bouncer, come gangster is running a protection racket


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fish suppers when he was banged up so tonight he would be eating his first one in a year.


After eating his meal it wasn’t long before Allan was snoring away.


It was twenty past nine when Allan woke; he hadn’t heard his mother leave for work because she hadn’t locked the door. She’d just left it on the sneck. Allan went to the toilet to relieve himself. He stood for ages as the afternoons ale came poring out of him. He shook off the drips then zipped up his pants. Allan went to the bathroom and douched his face to wake himself up then took the towel from the back of the door and dried himself before walking into the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea.

He took out his backy tin; one he’d fashioned inside the nick with matchsticks. They were glued together and then sanded lightly before a design was painted on and left to dry. A couple of coats of varnish were used to harden it. He took a packet of Rizzler cigarette papers from the old Golden Virginia tin the carefully removed one from the packet then opened the leather pouch inside that kept the tobacco moist and then expertly arranged the tobacco before rolling it up then licking the end of the gummed paper.

Allan then banged the rolled cigarette a couple of times on the kitchen table then used a petrol lighter to light it up. He’d been smoking since he first went to borstal when he met Steven Patterson who was doing two year to ten months for stealing a car. Mind it wasn’t just any old car. It was an E type Jaguar. It belonged to Maxwell Testo who owned the Plaza Hotel and the amusement arcades along the sea front. He’d left it parked over by the Tynemouth Boating Lake after going in to check the building and Steven had crept up using a wire coat hanger to open it. For over four hours Steven drove round the streets at speed in this stolen car until he was spotted by two coppers and they gave chase. Steven was an excellent driver and many said he would have made a great rally car driver as he had the police beaten time and time again with his skill. He drove the car to the Burns Closes in Wallsend; It was a favourite spot of his where he was able to make his escape if he was chased by the police but this time the man behind the police car was Bryn Hedley a young copper who had given Steven a run for his money before and he remembered from the last time how he’d given him the slip. Bryn like to race go carts at the weekend was always to be found on the race track. The carts were smaller than that of a car but they were very nippy and could take turns far faster than a car. The new Hillman Imp police vehicle was faster than the black ford cars of the fifties. Bryn and his partner who was shitting himself in the passenger seat was called Andy Burdis who was not long on the force. Bryn swung the car around in pursuit of Steven. The car almost toppled over as they went around a sharp corner. “I’m havin’ this bastard tonight said Bryn to Andy.’

“Bugger me; you’ll get us killed if you keep driving drive like a bloody man possessed.’

“Relax I’m only doing 90 mph. “I know where he’s heading; get on the blower and tell them to intercept the E Type Jag at the top of the coast road.’

Andy Burdis picked up the mike then clicked the on button. “Foxtrot Alpha calling Charley Bravo.’ Requesting assistance at the Burns Closes in Wallsend near the Hadrian Hospital; we are in pursuit of a vehicle. It’s an E Type Jaguar; registration number M T 562 on the Coast Road, over?’

“We have that Foxtrot Alpha; will assist you as soon as we can.’

The Hillman bumped and jumped as it sped of the rough ground but Bryn held it.’

Andy’s head hit the roof so he put on his helmet and fastened the chin strap.

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