EBB AND FLOW

"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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“One step at a time Moira; “once I’ve been working for him for a bit I will ask him if we can rent one of his properties.’

“Will you Albert; really?’

“Yes, I will; don’t you think I want out of this place as well like?’

Albert walked up to his car then opened the boot and pulled out all of his new clothes as the neighbours looked on.

“Get your glad rags on Moira we’re going out tonight. Albert walked into the house to his bedroom and hung up his new clothes and Moira came into the room and drew the curtains then dropped the dress she was wearing and took off her underwear standing naked in front of her husband.’ “Come here you lovely lump of sexiness.’

Albert walked towards his wife as he as was undoing his tie and then she undid his jacket and ran a hand inside his crotch.

 

 

 

 

 

The morning light shone through the bedroom window of Betty’s room but she had been awake for two hours. The day had arrived for her abortion. She got up and looked at the clock it was ten to seven. She raced into the bathroom and was sick again in the toilet, she flushed it away then rinsed he her mouth then ran herself a bath. Betty thought that if she had a hot bath it might induce a miscarriage and save her from the ordeal she was to face later that day. Stepping into the steaming water; her skin reddened as she lowered herself in. wincing as the heat travelled up her body. She lay there fore over an hour but nothing happened. Tears of guilt ran down her cheeks knowing that she was getting rid of a life inside of her. She had no choice, it had to be done. The shame that it would bring to her family would be too much to bear. Betty stepped out of the water and dried her reddened skin. There were beads of sweat forming on her brow as she took two clean towels and went to her room and placed them into a bag along with three pairs of underwear and a nightie. She looked at the clock again for the umpteenth time watching the second hand go around. Tick, tick, tick the seconds went on. She remembered the film with Gary Cooper in “High Noon” the western. He had to deal with a band of killers in a small town alone. The clock ticked away and the suspense mounted. The audience felt how he must have felt as the threat of imminent death loomed. There was nearly six hours to wait and this was how Betty was feeling right at this moment. Her mother got up and asked what she was doing up so early.’

“I couldn’t sleep mam; I thought a bath might help me to relax.’

“Is something bothering you, do you have something on your mind?’

“No mam, I think it was the coffee at work she lied; I drank too much of it yesterday.’

“I see, you’ll know better next time.’

“Yes you’re right.’ I’m meeting Edith later and we are going to HMV the record shop in Shields. She wants to buy the Beatles new single.’ Her mother is cooking dinner for us.’

 “She’s got more money than sense listening to that racket; now if it were Bing Crosby or Perry Como then I would agree.’

“Your father used to sing to me when we were walking out together.’

“It’s hard to believe how romantic your father was in those days.’ He was always buying me flowers and taking me to the dances. 

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