LIKE MOTHER LIKE SON

The story focuses on three families. The Kinnear's, The Millsap's, and the Owen's. All different. They live very different lifestyles. Albert Kinnear the Librarian, who's parents came from Swindon but live in Pinetree Gardens, his father Jack is an engineer. He is a keen gardener and Pigeon fancier. Albert meets the daughter of Charlie and Elizabeth Millsap. They live on Kenton Road, in a bought property. He also is a pigeon man who has wangled his way into a chairman's job. he is a welder down the docks. No one is good enough for their daughter and they resent the relationship between Laura and Albert. Then there is William Owen(Willick) a roofing builder who lives in Cedarwood Avenue with two son's and a daughter. Alan is a jack the lad; he will sleep with any woman given the chance. Harry the youngest is a joiner and the brains in the family. Evelyn his daughter is twenty five and her father is pushing her to meet a man and get married so he can have grandchildren.

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looked the cemetery in Whitley Bay. A lot of buyers were put off by the cemetery but Evelyn loved the peacefulness of it. The trees and the sounds of birds in the morning made it all the more appealing. Evelyn had never been happier. She still managed her council meetings as well as taking care of Michael’s business affairs.

 

 

 

Driving to work Albert Kinnear thought about his son Bobby from the moment he took his first steps and then found his voice. There was no stopping him after that. Laura made sure Albert read to him, and by the time he was only three years old he already knew his ABC’s Laura taught him to read and write and by the time he started school he was far ahead of the other pupils. They had to place bobby into a higher age group so that he wouldn’t fall back. Bobby thrived on knowledge and wanted to know everything so his father took him to the library this opened up a whole new world to Bobby. He read countless books with rapidity.  By the time he was ten years old his standard of education far surpassed his. There was nothing that either he or Laura could teach him other than give him advice, love and support. Bobby didn’t have many friends who he socialised with and it was only when he went to collage as a sixteen year old that he made friends with William Henderson a young lad from Tynemouth. William was studying History and soon Bobby was more at his house than his own. Bobby had known that Albert and Laura were not his real parents. They made no secret of it. Laura felt a tinge of jealousy that Bobby chose to stay at William’s house rather than his own. William’s parents were well to do people; middle class and Laura felt that Bobby was somehow ashamed to bring his friend to her house. She would be forever nagging him to do things that she thought was right for him. But Bobby had a mind of his own. There were arguments and eventually Laura got her way. When William went off to Oxford to study history Bobby wanted to go too but his mother persuaded him to go to Sunderland University. During the semester Bobby went down to stay with William. It was whilst he was away that tragedy struck the family. Charlie Millsap was killed whilst working on a Russian Liner Lyubovy Orlova. He fell thirty feet into the hold of the ship and died instantly. Elizabeth Millsap rang her daughter at work and broke the news. Laura was devastated. She asked for time off to help make the funeral arrangements and her boss told her to take all the time that she needed. Night after night Laura cried herself to sleep and on the day of the funeral looked like a washed out rag. The sleepless nights had taken their toll on Lauras face. She had told Albert not to tell Bobby until after the funeral. Her mother stood in the church in Preston Cemetery as the priest read out a short reading about Charles Millsap’s life. It was so short and lasted only a few minutes. Hard to believe given her father had done such a lot in his fifty eight years.

She placed a single red rose on the coffin and placed her lips on her hand then touched the brass nameplate as the curtains closed around her father’s coffin. Laura wept unashamedly as she and her mother walked outside followed by Albert. The man who had been her rock throughout her life was gone. Never again would she hold his hand or dance with him as he had done with her as a child when she would place her feet over his shoes and waltz around the living room. She remembered how he would read her bedtime stories from her favourite books. She would also miss the softness of his kiss on her brow each night as he tucked her in.  Even when she married he never let a week go by without calling in to see her and he never left her house without kissing her first. Always there for her in times of need. Her father was such a special man and she wondered how she would cope without him.

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