All the Days of My Life (2013)
“For a long, straight half mile the street lights throw pools of light at intervals on to the frosty pavements and over the ends of small neglected front gardens. There, uneven paths lead up to little houses with darkened windows. In some places there are weedy, brickstrewn gaps, where houses once stood. That is one side of the street. On the other runs a tall, brick wall, nine feet high, which hides the railway sidings where unseen trains clank their couplings restlessly. Occasionally a train r...ushes through the sidings. Occasionally there is a melancholy, muffled whistle from behind the wall. Now, a cutting, icy wind blows up Wyckender Street, past the wall on one side and the houses, shabby with post-war neglect, on the other.
Up the cold and treeless street come three girls, high heels ringing on the icy pavement. They are huddled in big coats and they turn round sometimes to giggle or shout a remark to the three boys mooching along behind them.
“Come on, Joe. ’Ave a go,” cries out the boldest girl in a mocking voice.MoreLess
Up the cold and treeless street come three girls, high heels ringing on the icy pavement. They are huddled in big coats and they turn round sometimes to giggle or shout a remark to the three boys mooching along behind them.
“Come on, Joe. ’Ave a go,” cries out the boldest girl in a mocking voice.MoreLess
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