by Annie Murray
‘She’s gonna have to be tough with all of that lot,’ Danny said.
They hurried in along the entry, Reggie and Jonny dashing on ahead. There was a general air of celebration about, the neighbours outside chatting, and when Mo came out he was clapped on the back and looked suitably proud and bashful at the same time.
‘Right!’ he proclaimed, wiping his forehead. ‘God, I’m exhausted, I am, I can tell yer . . . Time to wet the baby’s—’
‘Oh, Mo!’ Rachel interrupted. ‘You can’t just disappear off to the pub. Let’s wet the baby’s head here – later on!’ There were nods of agreement from the women. ‘Come on, Mo – you live most of your life in the Salutation!’
Mo looked crestfallen. ‘Why not both?’ he asked hopefully.
Gladys, who was looking very happy on Dolly’s behalf, said, ‘All right then – you go off now and get yerself back here for when Dolly’s ready to face the world. And wait ’til we’re back from the market – don’t start without us!’
Mo scuttled off happily along the entry.
Irene, who was leaning in her doorway watching the proceedings, announced, ‘That’s one thing I’m never cowing well doing again. Over my dead body.’
Everyone ignored her. This was Dolly’s moment and they were delighted for her.
Mo did them all proud that evening, with bottles and jugs brought along from the outdoor at the pub, and everyone crowded into number one. The Morrisons welcomed Tommy’s chair inside even though it took up precious space. Some of the neighbours, the Jackmans and Lil and Stanley, and a number from the other yards around, came for a quick look and chat and left again, the children spilling out into the yard as soon as they had got a glimpse of the new baby and grown bored with her. Dolly brought her down for a bit and seemed in very good health and spirits. The closest neighbours stayed.
‘It was that quick I hardly had time to turn round!’ said Dolly.
‘Oh, Dolly – she’s the image of you!’ Gladys said tearfully. She was more emotional about everything these days, as if she had finally allowed her feelings to show.
‘About time an’ all!’ Dolly beamed down at the little girl, all seven pounds three of her, with a dark thatch of hair, sleeping soundly in her arms. ‘She and me’ll have to stick together. We even look as if we might be related!’
‘Isn’t she beautiful?’ Rachel murmured to Danny who was standing beside her. He smiled and nodded. ‘Have you got a name for her?’ she asked Dolly.
Dolly looked at Mo and he gave a nod. ‘She’s going to be called Donna,’ she said. ‘It’s a pretty name and it means “woman” in Italian. Any road, she’s going to need to be all woman in this house! And her second name’ll be Elizabeth, after Mo’s mom.’
‘A toast!’ Mo announced, standing up and trying to look solemn, though a man with such a comical face and generous belly faced a challenge with this. ‘To Donna Elizabeth – our little wench!’
‘To Donna Elizabeth!’ they all chorused, sipping from an array of crocks that had been brought in for the purpose.
‘Now you come to think of it,’ Gladys said, as they quietened down, ‘she’s the first babby born in this yard since the war ended.’
Everyone thought for a moment.
‘That’s true,’ Rachel said. ‘The last one was Evie Sutton.’
‘Poor little bugger,’ someone muttered. ‘We’ll all have to keep an eye on that one.’
‘Well – let’s have a further toast,’ Mo said, raising a teacup full of ale. ‘To Donna Elizabeth – child of the peace!’
‘Child of the peace!’ everyone joined in.
Rachel and Danny clinked cups. His wide blue eyes looked into hers and she could see the love and happiness in them. ‘Here’s to the peace,’ he whispered. ‘And to us, love.’ And they reached for each other’s hands.
Acknowledgements
As ever, the research for this story involved tracking down a great many small pieces of information from an even greater number of sources too numerous to mention. But I owe particular thanks this time to Iris and Gordon Parker and their daughter Nina Jennings who shared with me their memories of working on the Birmingham Rag Market. Also to Maureen and Fred Hyde for hospitality and more memories. And, once more, many thanks to members of the Birmingham History Forum for all their memories and for answers to questions when needed.
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My Daughter, My Mother
BY ANNIE MURRAY
Two daughters. Two mothers.
The secrets of two lifetimes.
In 1984 two young mothers meet at a toddler group in Birmingham. As their friendship grows, they share with each other the difficulties and secrets in their lives.
Joanne, a sweet, shy girl, is increasingly afraid of her husband. The lively, promising man she married has become hostile and violent and she is too ashamed to tell anyone. When her mother, Margaret, is suddenly rushed into hospital, the bewildered family find that there are things about their mother of which they had no idea. Margaret was evacuated from Birmingham as a child and has spent years avoiding the pain of her childhood – but finds that you can’t run from the past forever.
Sooky, kind and good-natured, has already been through one disastrous marriage and is back at home living with her parents. But being ‘disgraced’ is not easy. Her mother, Meena, refuses to speak to Sooky. At first her silence seems like a punishment, but Sooky gradually realizes it contains emotions which are far more complicated and that her mother may need her help. Meena has spent 20 years trying to fit in with life in Birmingham, and to deal with the conflicts within her between east and west, old ways and new.
This is the story of two young women discovering the heartbreak of their mothers’ lives, and of how mothers create daughters – and learn from them.
ISBN: 978-0-330-53520-5
The Women of Lilac Street
BY ANNIE MURRAY
Troubles in life. Strength in friendship.
Birmingham, almost a decade after the end of the Great War, and the women of Lilac Street have had more than their fair share of troubles . . .
Rose Southgate is trapped in a loveless marriage. Shy and isolated, she makes the best of life, until she meets a man who changes everything.
Jen Green is struggling to make ends meet, with a sick husband and five children to support. Aggie, her eldest daughter, is twelve years old and longs for excitement. But prying into the adult world shows her more than she had bargained for.
And Phyllis Taylor is a widow who has managed to put a dark and traumatic past behind her. But the return of her daughter Dolly threatens all that . . .
These women find strength in friendship, as they discover that the best way to solve their problems is to face them together.
ISBN: 978-0-330-53521-2
Meet Me Under the Clock
BY ANNIE MURRAY
Two Families. Two Wartime loves.
Their lives changed forever . . .
Growing up in Birmingham, Sylvia and Audrey Whitehouse have always been like chalk and cheese. When the Second World War breaks out, Sylvia is still dreaming of her forthcoming marriage to fiancé Ian while Audrey jumps at the career opportunities the WAAF throws her way.
Audrey joins the ranks at RAF Cardington but soon finds that her new freedom also brings temptation. When she goes too far, the consequences ripple through the Whitehouse family. Meanwhile, Sylvia is doing her bit as a railway porter, much to Ian’s dismay. Ian thinks the job is unfeminine – unlike Sylvia’s new friend Kitty, who is as sweet and pretty as can be. But Kitty’s innocent nature hides a dark secret . . .
As the pressures of rationing, bombing raids and sleepless nights grow, the two sisters must decide what they really want from life and if the
y’re brave enough to fight for it.
A heartbreaking yet inspiring novel, perfect for fans of Margaret Dickinson and Katie Flynn.
ISBN: 978-1-4472-3374-9
War Babies
ANNIE MURRAY was born in Berkshire and read English at St John’s College, Oxford. Her first ‘Birmingham’ novel, Birmingham Rose, hit The Times bestseller list when it was published in 1995. She has subsequently written seventeen other successful novels. Annie Murray has four children and lives in Reading.
PRAISE FOR ANNIE MURRAY
Soldier Girl
‘This heartwarming story is a gripping read, full of drama, love and compassion’ Take a Break
Chocolate Girls
‘This epic saga will have you gripped from start to finish’ Birmingham Evening Mail
Birmingham Rose
‘An exceptional first novel’ Chronicle
Birmingham Friends
‘A meaty family saga with just the right mix of mystery and nostalgia’ Parents’ Magazine
Birmingham Blitz
‘A tale of passion and empathy which will keep you hooked’ Woman’s Own
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
Birmingham Rose
Birmingham Friends
Birmingham Blitz
Orphan of Angel Street
Poppy Day
The Narrowboat Girl
Chocolate Girls
Water Gypsies
Miss Purdy’s Class
Family of Women
Where Earth Meets Sky
The Bells of Bournville Green
A Hopscotch Summer
Soldier Girl
All the Days of Our Lives
My Daughter, My Mother
The Women of Lilac Street
Meet Me Under the Clock
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