The Ridgalite

The Rigalite focuses on the People who lived in Marina Avenue in the Ridges Estate in North Shields. Eddie Saint owns the Roaring venture a trawler moored at the fish quay- his crew work hard and play hard - one of them is Ron Lee a young lad who has aspirations of becoming a rock star. He was in the Royal Navy on board the HMS Illustrious as a trained chef before joining the trawler boat. The lads all tell him that his songs are crap because they don't wan't to lose a good cook. The story also tells of two rival shop keepers- Ronnie Hancock and Billy Burston have been each others throats for years- read the comic antics of both men. "The Ridgalite is an insite of life in the early sixties on an an estate with high unemployment and little hope - where every day is a constant struggle. There are some though who prove that if you have hope then dreams can come true.


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Paula then rang around family members to inform them. Minnie’s only sister Nelly lived in Coventry and Paula rang to inform her. Her brother Michael had read about it in the Chronicle and had been ringing the Dock Hotel to get in touch.’

Paula then rang the insurance company who told her that there was more than enough money to cover the cost of the funeral. Minnie Beck had worked all her life, she had saved quite a substantial amount in those thirty two years; plus there was the money that her father had left. Paula visited the bank and closed her mother’s accounts and withdrew all the money. There was over fourteen thousand pounds which she put thirteen into her account and kept a thousand pounds to pay for the catering and leave her with enough money to live on at the university.

They drove back to Dougie’s house it was getting dark and the fire was just burning.

They had both taken a bath at the hotel before leaving. It was now eleven o’clock and they both were tired. They went to bed together and slept right through until the next morning. Paula had brought clean clothes from the house to wear. There was a knock at the door; it was Basek. He brought a big bouquet of flowers from all the crew for Paula. He asked if the boat would be going out that weekend and Doug told him that he would let him know.’

He told them that he couldn’t stay because he was meeting the men at church. Doug informed him that the funeral would be on Friday before he left.



Paula stayed the night again at Dougie’s house she did not want to be alone in the pub on her own. They ate some home made soup; then had some ham and egg tart with boiled new potatoes and salad. They sat together quietly watching the television until it was time for bed; this time as the lights went out she came to bed naked and cuddled into Dougie. He felt the warmth of her against his skin but made no attempt to touch her. He was content to just allow her to seek what ever comfort she was getting from the closeness of their bodied. Even though, inside he wanted her with a passion. He loved being with her and he couldn’t bare the thought of not having her with him. She would be going back on Sunday and he would leave early that morning for the fishing grounds off the Icelandic coast. His first trip there without Eddie to shadow him. He didn’t feel nervous about the prospect of going it alone. He looked forward to it. If he was to make a living from fishing in these waters then he had to sever the ties of an apron string that he felt he had with his ex boss. Doug felt as though he was still on trial and being observed by all the other fishermen. John Ellis and Billy Bones kept a watchful eye on him. They were all under instruction from Sainty to help him out if the going got tough out there.

It was six o’clock that morning when Paula got up he turned and watched her in the morning light of the room. Her lean smooth body moved like a deer in the forest as she looked about for her clothes. She bent down picking her bra then placed it over her pert breasts, the flatness of her belly that led to the triangle of soft hair. Her buttocks and her tiny hips excited him and he had to close his eyes or he would have jumped out of the bed and grabbed her. She slipped out of the room and he heard the kettle being filled. It made his bladder stir so he got up. He could have used the chamber pot that was under the bed but he held himself.

He knew that Paula would be using the toilet so he lay back again thinking of what he had just seen. She was magnificent he thought and he didn’t know how long he could restrain himself. Could he wait; until the time was right for them both; surely she would tell him so. Dougie sat on the edge of the bed then put the thought from his mind as he put on a clean pair of underwear. He wandered into the scullery and began 

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