Bob
Winters family feigned busy work schedules to avoid sorting
out Granny's affairs. Within 5 minutes at his late Grandmothers
house he discovered the family secret, his granny was a hooker.
His
holiness, ever alert.
Did
Granny need more support.
It's
in the bag
It's
never easy clearing through the remnants of someone's life,
you have to be God like on the fate of a loved ones possessions,
one for the bin bag, one for the charity shop and occasionally
something worth keeping. What you will read and see on this
page is a keeper, the diaries of my Granny, the hooker.
13th
August 1942
Mavis
dropped by after tea with a price list for the club.
She tells me that Mr Hawthorn says I can have half of
what I bring in. Mavis reckons on a good night that
could be up to 20/. Blimey my head goes all whirley
at how much nonsense I would have to dispense for that.
I'm going to do it, I should have a nice little nest
egg for when my Charlie comes home from the war and
besides, if I don't have a shag soon, my katie will
heal over.
14th
August 1942
Mr
C
Well
I've only bleedin well gone an done it, I tell you when
my Charlie comes back he'd be wise to take a lesson from
my first punter Mr C', after half an hour with him, I
can guess what the C stands for. Mavis reckons he's in
politics but I don't think a politician would waste a
good cigar during stuff and nonsense, surely not.
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