“What am I going to do?” Albert asked Bertie when he visited him after work the next day.
“Why don’t you sign up with me?” said Bertie. “Once she sees your courageous side and gets the seventeen shillings every week, she might feel differently.”
“And I could give notice on the flat. That would save a few shillings a week. We could soon start saving for our cafe in Scarborough.”
“It makes sense. Come with me to the recruiting office now, before you change your mind.”
“Well, I have to admit, I wouldn’t mind getting out of Tudhoe and seeing something other than Spennymoor, Durham and Scarborough.”
“Don’t forget, Seaham,” Bertie laughed. “Come on, the war was meant to be over by Christmas, if we don’t sign up now we won’t see any action, it’ll be all over.”
Bertie took Albert to a recrui
