Kilo a Dogs Tale

Riding home from work at the Battle Hill Colliery in Wallsend a young lad hears what he thinks is a woman in distress- He parks his bike and runs down an an embankment where he discovers it is not a woman but a sack that has been thrown into a sewer. upon opening the bag he discovers that it is in fact a little staffordshire bull terrier pup. He places the pup into his bait bag and takes it home to his mother where they live in a miner's cottage in Cullercoats. If you love animals you will love this story.

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7. Kilo Chapter 7

Jack placed the other bed at the far end of his mother’s room, used some old sheets to make a make shift screen so that Martha would have some privacy. He made up the bed then popped on the kettle to make a pot of tea as Martha and his mother walked through the door to the cottage.
Martha had told Martha that the cottage was very Spartan but what they had they owned.
As Martha looked about the place she smiled then looked at both Nelly and jack and told them the cottage was lovely. “It’s better than you described Nelly.”
“Right young lady, please take off that coat then you can have some tea.”
“Please sit down Martha said jack as he took her coat and hung it up in the closet.”
Jack pulled out a chair for her to make it easier for her to sit down then poured tea from the large tea pot into three cups whilst Nelly brought out the fresh loaf that she had baked that morning then brought some good English Cheddar and real butter.
There was some scones and homemade strawberry jam. Martha took off her little bonnet to show her auburn hair which was cut and hung in a forties style. Jack hadn’t really looked at her before then but now he couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Her cheeks flushed and so did jacks when she caught him staring at her. Jack noticed that she had big blue eyes, like pools you would want to fall into. They chatted away until darkness filled the room and Jack got up to turn on the light.

“How long is it since you have eaten Martha? Mam makes lovely bread and a cake doesn’t she?
“Your Mother is a wonderful cook Jack and yes I was very hungry I hope you didn’t mind me eating another scone.”
“No of course not Martha, we want you to treat this place like home. 
“This is so kind of you both to allow me into your home. ‘ I will repay your generosity one day I assure you.”
“Don’t think like that Martha, you owe us nothing.”
Jack got up and went out into the yard and brought in another bucket of coal then put some onto the fire.
“Hot water for Martha mother, I’m sure she will want to wash.”
“Of course Jack, I’m sure she will. ‘Would you do me a favour Jack and bring me that large trunk from under my bed will you?
“Yes mam.”
Jack went to the room and lifted the big trunk as if it were nothing; he placed the trunk down near his mothers feet then sat back down again whilst he watched her open the trunk after she had unhooked the clasp Nelly threw back the lid to reveal some pretty coloured dresses, pinafores, night shirts, and shawls.
She looked at Jack who seemed surprised at the sizes of the dresses. “I wasn’t always fat she scorned.
She asked Martha to pick out anything she liked before ushering Jack to bed.
“Goodnight miss Martha, goodnight mam.”
“Goodnight Jack said Martha in her velvet voice so soft and delightful. 

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