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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That’s why Chris ands I gave up trawler fishing; two weeks at sea used to drive us crazy.

Margaret handed out the biscuits.’

“What I would give for a full English breakfast now said Steve.’

Maybe we can stop off in the Isle of Skye and go to a café.’

“That’s a good idea said Kerstin.’

“Well at this speed we should reach Skye by seven o’clock.

Just in time for breakfast at a café.’

I’m having double of everything.’

“Only double said Christ to Steve.’

“Well yer na me Chris he laughed; two tatties more than a pig me.’

“I hope you give me plenty money for food then Steve, Kerstin pointed out.

“He will eat you out of house and home came a voice from within the tarpaulin.’

Tom was wide awake and pushed the flap open and came out.

“What are you trying to tell me said Kerstin?’

“You married a human rubbish bin is what you have here.’

“Cheeky buggers, just cos’ I like my food.’

There’s liking food and eating to excess; fat boy.’

“Who you calling fat.’

“You, Christ if you fell down you’d rock yorsel to sleep said Chris.’

“That’s all bought and paid for said Steve holding his stomach.’

“I’m going to have to put you on a strict diet Kerstin placated.’

“Well can we start next week as I’m bloody starving.’ I could eat two horses between a mattress matey.’ Anyway stop all this talk of food my gut is rumbling.’

Tom took the tiller as he checked the time. “We will stop in Skye for an hour to allow the ladies some dignity and you can go and fill your face Steve.’

“Sounds good to me; I can smell that bacon and sausage now.’

Tom just shook his head and then looked out to see where they were.’

It was about ten miles to the Isle of Skye now; they would be there in a half hour.

The expectation was high as the outcast neared the port they turned into Stein and moored the boat. They climbed up onto the causeway and made their way into the town along the way they saw Shetland cattle eating feed from troughs a farmer was breaking the ice so the animals could have a drink. How far is the nearest café they asked the farmer.

“Hungry are ye.’

Aye said Steve so if you could point us in the right direction.’

“Come far have ye?’

“About 300 miles.’

“I guess ye must be hungry then; come wi me up to the big house and my wife will cook you a hearty breakfast that you’ll never forget in a hurry.’

“You can all jump onto the back of this trailer and I will drive the tractor up to the house.

I’m Craig Johnston; I own Quiraing farm.’

“Tom Farrow; and this is Steve Aplin and Chris Lorrimer crew of my boat. These ladies are Margaret Linnie, Kerstin Aplin, and Beth Munro.’

They all got into the trailer except Tom who jumped in the tractor beside Craig.

 “Where are you headed then?’

“We are sailing to Barra.’

“A ways to go yet then?’

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