Sowerbutt's Supplies

"Don’t suppose it will be much of a Christmas this year, especially if the bombs are still falling," Polly said. "But the lardy-dahs have plenty of money and are ordering hats for wives and girlfriends. And the ladies all want something special to wear when they visit their social circle. I don’t what we’ll do when clothes rationing comes in, everybody is talking about it.

“Our real problem is supplies. The wholesalers just can’t get enough stuff. We need wool and cotton.”
Sowerbutt nodded. “New area for us, but it shouldn’t be too hard to find. I’ll have a hunt round the Docks to see what's about and what’s coming in. Or if the worst comes to the worst, the lads and I can pay a trip up north to the mills and see what they’ve got handy. Your suppliers, the factories, won’t ask any questions?”
Polly beamed: “Nobody does these days, Jimmy. You take what you can get and keep quiet. You never know what’s going to happen tomorrow."
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