Connie

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West Ham Lane

The two little girls with their Nan walked through Stratford, past Queen Mary’s hospital and along West Ham lane, as they reached the shop doorway they could smell and feel the heat. There was sawdust on the floor, tiled walls and long benches either side of the long marble tables. Nan told us to sit down while she queued up and was served by the short dark haired woman with bright lipstick and then she placed two large plates in front of us, pie, mash and liquor, it was lovely, Nan had mash, eels and liquor, not so appetising. After the pie mash we would cross the road to go into West Ham Park for an hour on the swings, the park was always tidy with its neat flower beds and cut grass. Our poor little legs would just about last for the walk home, where we would sit in large orange armchairs with tea, and a bag of broken biscuits.

passage from new book Connie

Connie looked around the little room, everything was as it was when she left.
"Would you like this last piece of cake Con" asked Florie
"not for me Flo".
"oh well waste not want not" said Florie as she popped the piece of cake into
 her mouth.
Uncle John watched her as she ate the cake
"another tea dear wash that
 cake down"
"oh go on then just room for one more"
John raised his eyes to the ceiling as he passed her to make the tea.
"Well " Fred said "i've let the neighbours know that we will all be in the
 pub later to welcome
our Connie home".
  

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