The factory was semi derelict, the roof leaked like sieve and pigeons used the garrets as a communal toilet. Old the building may have been but Ernest was determined to keep the family business running. Calling together the workforce he outlined the factories current economic difficulties. He needed the workers to take a cut in pay for six months if he was to get the dye works profitable. At least there were adequate supplies of dye and cartons waiting to be filled in the stock room.
After difficult negotiations Earnest managed to get an agreement with his small workforce, soon the factories vats were again in action, resulting in coloured vapours filling the factory. Extractor fans rattled as they lifted most of the dye stained steam up to the slatted vents. Soon multicoloured pigeons were once again in evidence around the district. At the workhouse an attendant smiled at one of her charges, Elizabeth, as she said she had seen multicoloured pigeons. Elizabeth might be old but she knew what she had seen.