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she’d talked about it to her mum, though, Maggie had warned her not to make too many plans because her dad would expect her to hand over her unopened pay packet to him.
    â€˜I don’t want to do that; I’m looking forward to opening it myself. Why can’t I hand over what I have to give you and keep the rest and spend it whatever way I wish?’
    â€˜Your dad won’t agree to that, luv,’ her mother sighed, shaking her head. ‘Don’t worry about it,’ she went on quickly when she saw Trixie’s shoulders sag, ‘I’ll make sure that he gives you back some pocket money.’
    â€˜Yes, and knowing him, he’ll trouser half the rest before he hands any over to you for housekeeping,’ Trixie said in a disparaging voice. ‘Either that, or he’ll give you less himself.’
    â€˜You’re probably right,’ Maggie sighed, ‘but we’ll have to wait and see. Make sure you don’t say anything that might get his back up when you hand him your pay packet,’ she warned. Go along with his wishes for the time being and I’ll help you to sort it all out later if we have to.’
    Trixie knew her mum was right and even though it wasn’t what she wanted to do, any more than going to work in a factory was the sort of job she dreamed of doing, she realised that it made sense and promised to do as she advised.
    Far more worrying was actually going to work for the first time. She knew she’d have to wear some sort of overall, but nevertheless she made sure that her hair was well brushed and gleaming because she was anxious to make a good impression on her first day.
    Her Mum had shaken her awake before she left the house at half past six that morning, reminding her that she had to be at the factory by seven o’clock.
    â€˜Don’t forget, I’ve washed and ironed your blouse and skirt ready for you and left them to air on the clothes horse in front of the fire,’ she said.
    â€˜Whatever you do don’t go making a noise and waking your dad up. He had a skinful last night so he won’t be in the best of moods,’ she cautioned. ‘Before you leave make sure the cover is on Cilla’s cot so that she can’t get out because I won’t be home till gone nine and she’s bound to be awake long before then.’
    â€˜Are you sure I shouldn’t call Dad? He ought to be at the dockside before eight o’clock!’
    â€˜Yes, I know that,’ her mother sighed, ‘but he may decide to have a lie in instead of going to work today. It depends on how he feels. If he does wake up before you leave then make him a cup of tea but don’t mention going to work or anything else that might upset him. Do you understand?’
    â€˜Yes, Mum, don’t worry. I won’t have time to start an argument with him. I want to get to work on time myself.’
    â€˜You’ll be fine, luv!’ Maggie gave her a reassuring kiss. ‘Work’s not all that different from going to school; mind you, do as you’re told and don’t answer back.’
    To Trixie’s relief her dad had still been snoring his head off when she was dressed and ready to leave so she’d checked that Cilla was all right and then crept out as quietly as possible.
    The factory was only a few hundred yards away and Trixie knew she could have made it in five minutes but she wanted to be there in good time.
    Her dad had told her to ask for Fred Linacre the foreman who was one of his drinking mates. He’d also told her over and over again to remember that she was lucky to get taken on since she had no experience and there were ten people after every job in Liverpool.
    Fred Linacre was a wiry, sharp-faced man who wore pebble glasses perched on his beak-like nose. He was standing just inside the entrance and although it was over five minutes before seven o’clock, he tapped ominously on his watch as she made herself