A Place Beyond The Priory

 "A Place Beyond the Priory " This is a story about Life in North Shields during the 1900's-1920's Tom Farrow is a third generation coble fisherman, Who meets and falls in love with a young herring girl who has travelled from the isle of Barra in the outer Hebrides looking for work. Margaret Linnie, her two friends Kerstin McDonald and Beth Munro all end up on the gutting line in Tyne Brand - their unscrupulous foreman Albert Mortimer treats all the girls on the line like animals including his wife Lizzie who bares him 11 children. forced into a marriage she did not want, Lizzie is abused by Albert for his own sexual gratification. She was in love with a young Greek boy called Leonidas Kostalas whom she had known from her days at school and lost her virginity to but her father will not allow them to marry- this is a story of love and betrayal and will keep you riveted until the last page is read.


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“Aye he is that.’

“It was good enough for Kerstin and me.’

“Well there’s nothing wrong with a church wedding is there.’

“Aye if you’re a rich man; which you clearly aren’t.’

It’s not me lads it’s her father he wants to see his only daughter married in church; I mean he’s paying for it so what the hell.’

“What do you need money for then?’

Well there’s my stag do, and then there’s the suits to buy.’

“I’m not forking out another eighteen bob for a suit said Steve.’

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure that you both are kitted out.’

 “What’s wrong wi the suit I wore for my wedding like?’

“Well yours was more like a bloody funeral suit Steve.’

“Hey you, I paid fifteen bob for that.’

“I think they saw you coming mate.’

“Well considering I was press ganged into marrying the lass what do you expect.’

“Come on now Steve you love that girl so diven’t try and shift blame on the skipper and me.’

Aye, yor reet I could have done lot worse.’

“She couldn’t have though.’

“You cheeky bastards; what are you trying to say like?’

“I thought we already did you ugly bugger.’

“Now, now children play nice.’

Tom pulled into the beach then jumped out they secured the ropes to the cleats then passed down the baskets with the crabs and lobsters in them before they jumped onto the beach. They pulled the boat up the sleepers then headed off to market.

Tom sold them within five minutes to a buyer from Grimsby.’

“Are we going for a pint or what I could murder one.’

Alright but I have to call Margaret from the pub because I told her I would when I got back.’ Please yersel; tell her that me and Chris are in the pub having a few pints.

They got inside and Tom gave Chris a pound and told him to get the beers in whilst he made the call. He was away nearly twenty minutes making the call.’

“Well was she waiting for yer?’

“Aye, she was.’

“She’s got it bad mate; it must be yer big trouser snake cos’ it isn’t yer ugly mug said Steve.’

“At least I’ve got something to give her.’

“I’ve never had any complaints.’

Wait until she see’s a real cock; she’s be off like a shot said Chris.’ 

“Yor lass is still looking for yours.’ He pulled it oot the other neet and guess what she said; No thanks I roll me own.’


“Stop you’re arguing about the size of your willies will yer; I think you two are spending too much time together I’m getting worried.’

Bugger off skipper; I would have to be deaf dumb and blind before I’d sleep wi him.’

“Yer didn’t say that the other night when yer were cold on board the boat and asked if you could share me blanket.’

Tom was creased as he listened to the two lads bat insults back and forth at each other. “Here get the drinks in and shut yer gob for five minutes.’

Steve went to the bar and got another round in.’

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