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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“Goodnight sweetheart.’

 Undressing in the light from the small table lamp Laura thought that maybe she was a little tough on Albert. She didn’t want to chase him away but like her mother said many times. Never be taken for granted either. She had Albert and she was in control and that was how she would be with him whether he liked it or not.

 

 

 Laura wandered down from the bathroom then came into the kitchen wearing a pink coloured negligee.

“Has Bobby got off to work alright?’

“Yes,’ love he left half an hour ago.’

“Did you make him breakfast.’

“He ate a bacon sandwich;

“I’ve told him not to eat fatty stuff. It will clog up his arteries.’

“My father eats bacon every morning and he he’s seventy nine.’

“He would live a good sight longer if he didn’t eat fatty foods.’

“We are all going to die one day; I mean look at your father.’ He died aged only fifty eight; did he eat bacon.’

“Don’t talk about my father.’ He would still be alive today had it not been for his accident.’

“I think it’s time we did Laura; look I’m getting pretty damned sick of sleeping on my own every night and pretending to all and sundry that things are okay between us when clearly they are not.’

“If you do not like it here you can always leave.’

“Yes, I forgot this is your house isn’t it.’ It has never been my house.’ I was happy living in Wooler Avenue.’

“Well I wasn’t; our Robert wouldn’t have aspired to be anything had we stayed in Wooler Avenue.’

 “I was brought up in the Ridges and I became a librarian.’

“Maybe so Albert, but it not like being a history teacher is it?’ I mean he’s earning three times your salary.’

“So now I being belittled because I’m only a librarian.’ You know I’ve given you everything you ever asked for even gone into debt to give you the lifestyle you craved so much for Laura and this is all the thanks that I get. “Well thanks very much. Albert put on his jacket and went down the passage. He never went out of the house without saying goodbye to his wife but today he did.’ He got into his car and drove to work leaving his wife to chew on what he had said. Driving up the Coast Road which he’d done for twenty two years. Albert thought back to the time when he’d bought his first car. Albert had gone to the car dealers in Heaton and he’d looked around the showroom. There were many cars that he liked the look of but way out of his price range. 

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