The Netmaker

"The Netmaker" the story follows four families who are all linked in some way to the Wilkinsons Lemonade Factory that was bombed during WW2. This is a tribute to the 107 people who lost their lives on 3rd May 1941


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Tom put on a red polo necked jumper and a pair of denims he wore his brown rigger boots. He also took with him his cagoule, a hat, and a large flask of coffee.

The car pulled up at five on the dot. Tom left a note for his brother and some money in case he wanted to go out later.

“Good morning said Nancy as Tom slid into the seat of the car having placed his gear into the boot. I’ve filled the tank up with petrol so we won’t need to stop along the way. “Have you been here before Nancy?’

“Oh yes, many times, it’s a favourite spot of mine and it’s very peaceful. Actually I camped out last year she said as the headed towards forest hall via the A19  they kept on the A19 until they reached Durham then took the A68 which was more or less a straight run to Ripon.’

“Did you sleep well last night then Tom?’

“I was awake for long time thinking about you he confessed.’

“I slept like a baby said Nancy.’

“Did you really.’

“I never have trouble getting to sleep but I did have a dream about you.’

“A little grin formed on Toms mouth, as he slipped on his sun glasses. “ Come on then pray tell.’

“I don’t know whether I should or not.’

“Well you cannot tell someone that you dreamed about them then not tell them that just isn’t fair.’

“It was quite funny actually, you were chasing me naked with a kipper around Northumberland Square and you got arrested. I had to bail you out of course.’

Tom turned towards her and said you have some weird dreams don’t you; are they always like that?’

“Only the good one’s she laughed and Tom cracked a smile.’

The journey to Ripon took them an hour and twenty five minutes. Nancy drove through a village which only had one corner shop and a local pub called “The Water Rat’ there was a large manor house and about six cottages. Further down the country road rabbits and cock pheasants ran about freely.

“I can see why you like it here Nancy; its beautiful.’

“I thought you’d like it.’

Nancy turned left then through an iron gate where there was a large grassed area. She parked the car as close to the lake as she could then took out of the back of the boot what looked like a golf buggy but when it went together with a few wing nuts it was a barrow. He helped to unload all of the equipment as she neatly stacked it onto the barrow then locked the car and led Tom who was pulling the barrow along down to her favourite peg.

“Here we are Tom.’

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