“Up the stairs,” Sowerbutt said to Polly as they climbed on board the red Mumbles tramcar at the Rutland Street terminus in Swansea. “The views across Swansea Bay from up top are something special.”
Polly looked at her man quizzically. “You’ve been here before, haven’t you, Jimmy? The views and you know about the fish and chips in Mumbles. You never tell me anything.”
She elbowed him in the stomach as they walked along the upper gangway. “Left-hand side for the views across the bay,” he gasped.
“I was here for a couple of days some years ago on a bit of business, that’s all. Nothing to tell you about. I was by myself if that is what’s worrying you.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Jimmy,” Polly smiled as she sat down next to the open window.
He first visited the bleak industrial Welsh town in autumn 1936 to recruit Madog ap Llywelyn as an assassin for the well-paying Renovacion Espanola in the Spanish war. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
Polly looked at her man quizzically. “You’ve been here before, haven’t you, Jimmy? The views and you know about the fish and chips in Mumbles. You never tell me anything.”
She elbowed him in the stomach as they walked along the upper gangway. “Left-hand side for the views across the bay,” he gasped.
“I was here for a couple of days some years ago on a bit of business, that’s all. Nothing to tell you about. I was by myself if that is what’s worrying you.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Jimmy,” Polly smiled as she sat down next to the open window.
He first visited the bleak industrial Welsh town in autumn 1936 to recruit Madog ap Llywelyn as an assassin for the well-paying Renovacion Espanola in the Spanish war. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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