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Four young boys are accused with robbery. one of them with murder, Hanging in Britain was still prevalent at that time. Can one of them escape the hangman's noose?'
Ruby White the petite honey blonde who works in a chemist shop spends her lunch break reading poetry in the local library. it is there that she meets Richard Llewellyn Shaw a writer and poet from Wales who has come to the North East to write a book. A relationship develops even though he is eight years her senior.
Then there is Jessie Longworth who has been saddled with looking after her father who is in the early stages of dementia. She is unable to cope with looking after her father, and her family and asks her brother Edward if he will take her father for a while. Joe Corder is an ex-dock worker. He worked hard all his life and gives his son his savings to help him start his own business. He meets Elizabeth who comes from a well to do family who all look down on Jessie and her father. She will not have him in her home.

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“You can come for dinner at my cottage too if you want to.’ I have made enough to feed an army.’

“No, you don’t want an old fuddy duddy like me tagging along.’

“On the contrary Mrs White I would be honoured if you could come. That’s if you don’t mind eating with George and Maggie Cooper.’

“Have I got time to change into something more appropriate Richard?’

Take as much time as you need I’m not picking the Coopers up until ten thirty.’

“Are you sure you don’t mind.’

Betty was about to go and change when she turned and told her daughter not to use the old china.’

Ruby smiled at Richard. “You have made her day now you know.’ Billy never asked mam to go anywhere with our Connie.’ Since dad died she’s wrapped herself up in that church.’

“It will do her the world of good then to get out for the day.’

Ruby poured the tea then brought it over to Richard who stole a kiss as she bent forward.’

“Do you want me to bring your tea in mam or are you going to wait?’

“I’ll be out in a minute love.’

“Give Richard a piece of my freshly baked bread and there’s some home made Rhubarb jam.’

Ruby took the loaf, she cut a doorstep from it for Richard then put some butter and jam upon it then placed it on one of the best china plates and handed it to Richard.

“Thank you.’

Richard took a bite of the bread which immediately made him think of home and his mothers cooking.’

“Your mother makes good bread he commended.’

Betty walked back into the scullery with a flowered patterned dress; she’d re-done her hair then put on a little rouge and red lipstick.’ She looked ten years younger than she did when she went out moments ago.

“Your tea is out mother I will just touch up my make up.’

Here is a tissue Richard; I think you have some jam on your face.’

Richard apologised then wiped his mouth that had traces of Ruby’s lipstick on it.

It was just after ten o’clock when they left Richard opened the back door for Ruby’s mother then let Ruby in the front next to him.

They drove down to Cullercoats and Richard was telling Betty how wonderful the coastline was here in the North East. Betty White told him how she used to go to the open air swimming pool at Tynemouth as a teenager.

“Was it there where you met my father?’

“Yes, he was a pool guard here in the summer.’

“All the young girls fancied him; he was so athletic looking and tanned with working there.

“I was shocked when he came and asked me out.’ I was only sixteen then. We went to the roller rink at the Plaza. “The roller rink was downstairs and the ballroom was upstairs.’ Did you know straight away that you were in love with him mam?’

“Oh yes, your father was so charming, he was funny too; he made me laugh a lot.’

My father is funny too said Richard, you must meet him Ruby.’

“That would be nice.’

“I was telling my mam that I’d met this wonderful girl see and she has asked me to bring you to Wales to meet her and the family.’

“When are we going?’

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